Luyện nghe bài hát Blacktivist

[Verse 1: Meechy
Black on actavis
A sheet of LSD but that ain't for the mattress
Ask ya bitch, my stroke is
A sinner and saint, I'm as an acid trip
Just me and a rusty
Ah, ah, ah, out to Shmurda
Shout out to Rowdy, my is cloudy
with iron round me like Robert Downey
Don't you doubt me, King like LeBron me switch my mouthpiece
through knots
Couple in my mouth like "What's up, Doc?"
I be to my 9 like "What's up, Glock?"
I flirt with death, the drugs heighten' my
But that's what the, taught us
You got a better chance doing laps in pirhanna
Hide your daughters, join a cult, let's an orgy
My is gory
My life like American Horror
Still not the father, word to Maury
Revolver ring six like Robert Horry (and one!)
Second amendment, nigga, grab gun
Invest in a vest when you're from those
LSD amazing, sour kush
Somebody Uncle Sam I want my reparation
40 and a pearl white slave bitch
If that offends your race, bitch, well give you a facelift
You run away from problems
Batty boy, then you gon this
Lord knows I wanna him
Take him to a level of darkness he ain't
Remove the
Can I end up in the state pen some statements
Hard time behind these bars, working the shift
Motherfucker we made it, ain't it
Nigga I had to suffer for this, lost every lover for
Every night I argue my mother for this
was an escape, not a way to the bank
Not a phase, not a trend, it was the means to my
I don't need no
All I need is this gat, all I need is Henn
All I need is this pad, all I need is this pen,

[Verse 2: Erick Arc
Recognize genius, still the same
No I'm not bogus, taking notice
me and my opponents
Fuck the cops, a bunch of cronies
Just save a weed for the morning
This is the we raised in
When you try to break out but caged in
Smoking weed, this my motivation
Zombies doing numbers, I promised a
This is for the music, fill it the hatred
But only real know how good to make it
I a fan of rap before I was a fan of being black
Now I'm famous, got family, no fantasy in
My niggas scared to deploy
When destroyed off the
I'm out-of-body like I'm Enter the
In first class, God loving boy
My got hella report but now enjoying the allure of it
Damn, why are we so of it?
Even when you make mistakes, man they all it
The of it, why are we so sure of it?
Even when you make mistakes, man they all it
Remorting the things, all that remains
Who was living before with clean water to
We avoided to
But this a of lost souls
So I'll you at the crossroads

[Verse 3: Juice]
Rest in Steezy, Rest in peace Stevie
Put the cup down, y'all still tryna be he?
No disrespect, but I know of y'all
by hip hop and take it shit too far
No brains, man, just a change in plans
Use the mic to rule and and choose to stand
No cause ya
We truth all
You rap all you all you want with no message involved
I'll be out in meditate in Nepal
I to pray God God me or the devil I call
I swear I said it before, I ain't ready for war
Misjudged, misguided, not a of quitter
Nah, true
Niggas do drugs but ya mind still psychedelics wasted
can't save ya
Cop killer if ya come up in my face with that nonsense
Go Thrilla Mike Jack, bodega be that nigga
Been in jacket
Let my mind think
Roll a backwood, pass it before this Mac
And let this whole clip em ask a question
how we grow up in a system
Filled with hate and
And where we going when our and moms would left?
I'm still smoking in the on the project steps
But my money longer than a fucking neck, nigga