Dead Wrong

The result of an internal conflict within the black nationalist movement
I don't think, and I'm sure, that nothing can be accomplished without problems, it only
leads to new and more complex social problems, I think it is unfortunate for the black nationalist
movement, I think it is unfortunate for the health of our nation

Man that lil stack in your pictures, that is my rent, I work like mine is due
You call it lit, but I ain't shit if I can't pay my mamas, too
My blessings come from heaven, so it ain't no way it was just luck with me
Still bound to give them hell, plus I can tell that they can't fuck with me, alright
My foot on they necks, I won't take it easy
All I hear is people screaming talking about, "Let that bitch breathe!"
I'ma forgive, but won't forget y'all thought that I was under y'all
I'm coming back for my revenge, and this for all the underdogs
It ain't no way I'ma be bumming, man, I need a cup of M's
So I can feed all of my family, I don't need no fucking friends
I hear you talking from a distance, I get it often
But why would I be concerned about what you're saying when it's gon' be just me in that coffin?

Now where my props? Where my congratulations?
I turned around, looked at they face, these niggas mad and hating, mm mm mm
You dead wrong
Got no respect for you, you move wrong
You dead wrong
Now put that on your tombstone

I'm rollin' hard, I got it now
Money make the world go round
My windows up, I'm getting high
When hoes get horny, niggas die
I'm rollin' hard, I got it now
Money make the world go round
My windows up, I'm getting high
When hoes get horny, niggas die
My people straight and that won't never change, I feel like showing love today
Cause I'm the same nigga that the pretty girls love to love and them fuck niggas love to hate
My people straight and that won't never change, I feel like showing love today
Cause I'm the same nigga that the pretty girls love to love and them fuck niggas love to hate, alright

Now where my props? Where my congratulations?
I turned around, looked at they face, these niggas mad and hating, mm mm mm
You dead wrong
Got no respect for you, you move wrong
You dead wrong
Now put that on your tombstone
Now where my props? Where my congratulations?
I turned around, looked at they face, these niggas mad and hating, mm mm mm
You dead wrong
Got no respect for you, you move wrong
You dead wrong
Now put that on your tombstone

As I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take
As I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take



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Writer(s): Jordan Alexander
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