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Supaman

Score: 7
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Played: 3

Album:

Medicine Bundle

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[Verse 1: sulaiman] Killing niggas ain't saying much They'll kill a nigga then just say it's us See a black life got a back light If the cash right they'll spray em up And it's no snitching we oppose telling But it's no voting for a former felon And the army mailin' niggas out to die Coming back blood soaked hung out to dry You think it's cool yeah you think it's cute Televised revolutions get the mute Here's some chicken soup for the lost souls Trynna un-learn all the false goals Keep your head spinning and your eyes open Why demand vision from the blindfolded? Don't be tryin’ build your lil something real When ya floorboard got the pine bucklin’ Killing niggas is a rite of passage When you mimic captors turning up ya savage Into living lavish never owning nothing Never paying taxes til’ they come and cuff it I control the public while I hold my private Squeezed out now you turning violent Think you Michael Jackson think you starting something You a plush toy bet you farted stuffing I regarded hustling as a middle passage Niggas move the package on the new Atlantic So the Jim Crow like the rich folks Who can sniff coke like a true romantic Give a crack habit to the dark people I'm as endangered as the bald eagle And I do believe that we the chosen people With ya head high know they won't defeat you [Chorus] And here I was thinking that I wasn’t enough You got me fucked up And here I was thinking that I wasn’t enough You got me fucked up [Verse 2: Sulaiman] Niggas killin is apocalypse Black women get on top of shit We can topple it, it's a big scam Give me freedom or death I got both planned I was owed hands and a modern mule How I toiled land and embodied cool Think the common rule was to make us sweat Just to bottle our wisdom and intellect Never get a check, or a footnote Get rich or die trying's a good quote But who even made it to the real race From this concentration camp or steel cage Yeah I feel rage, PTSD Got no answers the days that they test me Give em yes no please thank you dip Know they want my life they ain't taking shit They killing niggas cause niggas killin’ Trynna be a hero they made a villain But revealing history get super sour When you brave the storm and speak truth to power As the final Hour of the clock tickin’ And the story dies while I’m plot diggin’ I cannot fail My God different Wouldn’t lock children in a dark prison Wouldn’t block women from a right to vote Kill black leaders put a knife to throat Ain’t no wonder why I’m finna light the dope On these baby-woke elite types of blokes Too close ten feet no pressure know better Do better quick self check mmm who better There’s never, been a time before when all God’s fam in alliance I ran into Zion [Chorus] And here I was thinking that I wasn’t enough You got me fucked up And here I was thinking that I wasn’t enough You got me fucked up