Avila Santo - Black Vote Lyrics

Pulla of the rope
But you can't see me through a telescope
This for the black vote
Back Strokes thru the atmos

Fear what u want what u never know
And take the road that's travelled on
Fear scared death in its happy home
Cookin hotcakes with the lights on
The grass green on the fake lawn
Where I put the sunscreen on my iPhone
My lair be the ozone

I'm the black in the crease of ya nails
Over sea sails from the land that we hail
The rhythm of the streets and the cells
From the CA to Brazil keep it real
Im a scroll on the top of the hill
The hole that we dig for the land that we fill
The kick to ya dome's from the heel
For thinking I'm the base of ya meal

Baby call me the super computer shooter
Triangulate thoughts and pyramids bermuda
Shift of tides the minds lunar you'll cry sooner
Pulverize the high rise and crowned ruler
In the city where the medulla's on mulah
Flow sweet as a pluot sing doowop
They love it when I pull up in the coup de tat
Rap musa screwing ya wig loosah
What up black the lo jack is set up
The votes black the districts is fed up
I like the meaning but the feelings mo' betta
Trendsetter tank on 5th letter
I heard ya single and I wish I felt better
Cuz ya tracks lacks the facts of Henrietta
The reality is virtual in the set up
Pull ya head up if you ain't doing nothin better