Luyện nghe bài hát Blacktivist

[Verse 1: Darko]
Black on actavis
A whole sheet of LSD but ain't for the mattress
Ask ya bitch, my stroke is
A sinner and saint, I'm flashy as an trip
me and a rusty burner
Ah, ah, ah, shout out to
Shout out to Rowdy, my mind is
Stay with iron round me Robert Downey
Don't you me, King like LeBron watch me switch my mouthpiece
through knots
Couple karats in my like "What's up, Doc?"
I be to my 9 like "What's up, Glock?"
I flirt with death, the heighten' my paranoia
But that's the, acid taught us
You got a chance doing laps in pirhanna waters
Hide your daughters, join a cult, have an orgy
My biography is
My life American Horror Story
not the father, that's word to Maury
Revolver ring six times like Horry (and one!)
Second amendment, nigga, your gun
Invest in a vest when you're those slums
LSD amazing, kush fragrance
tell Uncle Sam I want my reparation
40 acres and a pearl white slave
If that offends your race, bitch, well I'll give you a
You run away from problems
Batty boy, then you gon face
knows I wanna erase him
Take him to a level of darkness he been
the safety
Can I end up in the pen with some statements
time behind these bars, working the grave shift
Motherfucker we made it, ain't it
I had to suffer for this, lost every lover for this
Every night I argue with my 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 pen, motherfucker

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

[Verse 3: Zombie
Rest in peace Steezy, in peace Stevie
Put the cup down, y'all still tryna be he?
No disrespect, but I some of y'all
Influenced by hip hop and take it too far
No brains, man, a slight change in plans
Use the mic to rule and rock and to stand
No cause ya
We that's all
You could rap all you all you with no message involved
be out in grass meditate in Nepal
I to pray God God hear me or the devil I
I swear I said it before, y'all I ready for war
Misjudged, misguided, not a of quitter
Nah, true
Niggas do but ya mind still basic psychedelics wasted
can't save ya
Cop killer if ya wanna up in my face with that nonsense
Go Thrilla like Mike Jack, bodega be nigga
Been in straight
Let my mind think
a backwood, pass it before load this Mac
And let whole clip pack em ask a question
Like how we up in a system
Filled with hate and
And where we going when our pops and moms left?
I'm still smoking in the hood on the steps
But my money longer than a fucking neck, nigga