Stop smiling lil nigga
Ain't nothing ever been nice to you in this world god
From the beginning lil nigga you was god
I'm just reading and closing another chapter
For what I do I only do it I have to
No more slaves no more masters and please
No more pastors lord because we nigga kings
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
They always knew that it was meant to be
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
Whoa whoa whoa
Nigga gods nigga kings nigga presidents
F*ck you talkin' bout god
NIGGA
I been the nicest they was indecisive I charged up like 10 devices
Turn men to mice mince them dice them end they life
Bend them break them twist them bind them
Read different pages in the bible
Then you invite me to ten revivals
You begin to like me I pretend to like you but religion fights us
We could end the fighting and begin dividing in a vicious cycle
But with Him providing and with them deciding
In a sick society of different sightings of
Unidentified shit that's flying and unidentified victim bodies
Decriminalizing shit like homis
Now robberies occur at the birthday party
The worst thing shorty is we talking 'bout the young world
Who don't know a thing about hate
To us only do they relate
So they fussing at you every day
They don't care about god we are they gods we gotta be great
They don't care about bars we are they Nas we gotta be Jay
What can you preach with a gun in your face and a son full of hate
Some of them say that they fate is erased and I'm done with debates
I'm just reading and closing another chapter
For what I do I only do it I have to
No more slaves no more masters and please
No more pastors lord because we nigga kings
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
They always knew that it was meant to be
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
They always try to intervene and stop a nigga dreams
I know niggas that saw the light when they was sipping lean
Turned around and hit depression when they was getting clean
So who the f*ck is you to tell them what they really need
I know niggas that ain't never did a thing in they life
But them same niggas ain't never laid a hand on they wife
Huh huh huh
Now I know niggas who watch
Niggas who hug the block and say f*ck the cops
Niggas that bust the Glocks
Niggas that punch the clock and crush the rocks
But in the same vein
I know niggas that maintain
You can't hang if you ain't gang
Rearranging the same frame
That put our leaders in wastelands
They don't give us none so we take chances
They was breaking us down we was breakdancing
Taking our sound and we made anthems
We paid to live here and we gave land to you
I ain't a god that you raise hands to
I am a god that can make man too
Father of son nothing they can't do
Probably would call me an ape man
Embody a god that hates man
Followers tossing a paint can
They follow us talking of great lands with plain sands
Where the white man was a slave then
Same white man on the slave ship
Though some white men against slavery
I bet them white men say the same shit
How can the history teacher explain this
If he ain't speaking the language
How can the hickory dickory save him
If he can't even distinguish
The difference in bullets that be penetrating pink skin
But on brothers it graze them
The infinite bully invigorating the race
And that's the brother it made him
The vigorous grueling of men with darker faces
Know a brother could save him
But they would walk away and they don't talk today
About the gods that became men
I'm just reading and closing another chapter
For what I do I only do it I have to
No more slaves no more masters and please
No more pastors lord because we nigga kings
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
They always knew that it was meant to be
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
Whoa whoa whoa
I'm one hundred percent sure that we headed for race wars nigga
So we gone need moors and more morticians for the floored victims
We gone need more 5 percenters and more live and less violent niggas
We gone need more ride or die for these dying niggas
We gone need less I peep the propriety of
Once known gods and kings in this society but still
I'ma be quiet nigga
RIOT NIGGA
F*ck is you doing if you ain't fighting with us
You must be following some weird white agenda
It's funny how we forgot how we got here
But everybody white remember
So they feel they got a right to kill us
See you the type of nigga to put on a pair of tight suspenders
And switch up cause you don't like your gender
You might surrender for the right position
Besides your vision
I can't lead my brother to death
So you cannot roll when the fight beginning
I keep my circle tighter so my cipher thicker
Little nigga
NIGGA KINGS RISE
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Stop smiling lil nigga
Ain't nothing ever been nice to you in this world god
From the beginning lil nigga you was god
I'm just reading and closing another chapter
For what I do I only do it I have to
No more slaves no more masters and please
No more pastors lord because we nigga kings
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
They always knew that it was meant to be
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
Whoa whoa whoa
Nigga gods nigga kings nigga presidents
F*ck you talkin' bout god
NIGGA
I been the nicest they was indecisive I charged up like 10 devices
Turn men to mice mince them dice them end they life
Bend them break them twist them bind them
Read different pages in the bible
Then you invite me to ten revivals
You begin to like me I pretend to like you but religion fights us
We could end the fighting and begin dividing in a vicious cycle
But with Him providing and with them deciding
In a sick society of different sightings of
Unidentified shit that's flying and unidentified victim bodies
Decriminalizing shit like homis
Now robberies occur at the birthday party
The worst thing shorty is we talking 'bout the young world
Who don't know a thing about hate
To us only do they relate
So they fussing at you every day
They don't care about god we are they gods we gotta be great
They don't care about bars we are they Nas we gotta be Jay
What can you preach with a gun in your face and a son full of hate
Some of them say that they fate is erased and I'm done with debates
I'm just reading and closing another chapter
For what I do I only do it I have to
No more slaves no more masters and please
No more pastors lord because we nigga kings
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
They always knew that it was meant to be
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
They always try to intervene and stop a nigga dreams
I know niggas that saw the light when they was sipping lean
Turned around and hit depression when they was getting clean
So who the f*ck is you to tell them what they really need
I know niggas that ain't never did a thing in they life
But them same niggas ain't never laid a hand on they wife
Huh huh huh
Now I know niggas who watch
Niggas who hug the block and say f*ck the cops
Niggas that bust the Glocks
Niggas that punch the clock and crush the rocks
But in the same vein
I know niggas that maintain
You can't hang if you ain't gang
Rearranging the same frame
That put our leaders in wastelands
They don't give us none so we take chances
They was breaking us down we was breakdancing
Taking our sound and we made anthems
We paid to live here and we gave land to you
I ain't a god that you raise hands to
I am a god that can make man too
Father of son nothing they can't do
Probably would call me an ape man
Embody a god that hates man
Followers tossing a paint can
They follow us talking of great lands with plain sands
Where the white man was a slave then
Same white man on the slave ship
Though some white men against slavery
I bet them white men say the same shit
How can the history teacher explain this
If he ain't speaking the language
How can the hickory dickory save him
If he can't even distinguish
The difference in bullets that be penetrating pink skin
But on brothers it graze them
The infinite bully invigorating the race
And that's the brother it made him
The vigorous grueling of men with darker faces
Know a brother could save him
But they would walk away and they don't talk today
About the gods that became men
I'm just reading and closing another chapter
For what I do I only do it I have to
No more slaves no more masters and please
No more pastors lord because we nigga kings
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
They always knew that it was meant to be
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
Whoa whoa whoa
I'm one hundred percent sure that we headed for race wars nigga
So we gone need moors and more morticians for the floored victims
We gone need more 5 percenters and more live and less violent niggas
We gone need more ride or die for these dying niggas
We gone need less I peep the propriety of
Once known gods and kings in this society but still
I'ma be quiet nigga
RIOT NIGGA
F*ck is you doing if you ain't fighting with us
You must be following some weird white agenda
It's funny how we forgot how we got here
But everybody white remember
So they feel they got a right to kill us
See you the type of nigga to put on a pair of tight suspenders
And switch up cause you don't like your gender
You might surrender for the right position
Besides your vision
I can't lead my brother to death
So you cannot roll when the fight beginning
I keep my circle tighter so my cipher thicker
Little nigga
NIGGA KINGS RISE
Ain't nothing ever been nice to you in this world god
From the beginning lil nigga you was god
I'm just reading and closing another chapter
For what I do I only do it I have to
No more slaves no more masters and please
No more pastors lord because we nigga kings
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
They always knew that it was meant to be
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
Whoa whoa whoa
Nigga gods nigga kings nigga presidents
F*ck you talkin' bout god
NIGGA
I been the nicest they was indecisive I charged up like 10 devices
Turn men to mice mince them dice them end they life
Bend them break them twist them bind them
Read different pages in the bible
Then you invite me to ten revivals
You begin to like me I pretend to like you but religion fights us
We could end the fighting and begin dividing in a vicious cycle
But with Him providing and with them deciding
In a sick society of different sightings of
Unidentified shit that's flying and unidentified victim bodies
Decriminalizing shit like homis
Now robberies occur at the birthday party
The worst thing shorty is we talking 'bout the young world
Who don't know a thing about hate
To us only do they relate
So they fussing at you every day
They don't care about god we are they gods we gotta be great
They don't care about bars we are they Nas we gotta be Jay
What can you preach with a gun in your face and a son full of hate
Some of them say that they fate is erased and I'm done with debates
I'm just reading and closing another chapter
For what I do I only do it I have to
No more slaves no more masters and please
No more pastors lord because we nigga kings
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
They always knew that it was meant to be
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
They always try to intervene and stop a nigga dreams
I know niggas that saw the light when they was sipping lean
Turned around and hit depression when they was getting clean
So who the f*ck is you to tell them what they really need
I know niggas that ain't never did a thing in they life
But them same niggas ain't never laid a hand on they wife
Huh huh huh
Now I know niggas who watch
Niggas who hug the block and say f*ck the cops
Niggas that bust the Glocks
Niggas that punch the clock and crush the rocks
But in the same vein
I know niggas that maintain
You can't hang if you ain't gang
Rearranging the same frame
That put our leaders in wastelands
They don't give us none so we take chances
They was breaking us down we was breakdancing
Taking our sound and we made anthems
We paid to live here and we gave land to you
I ain't a god that you raise hands to
I am a god that can make man too
Father of son nothing they can't do
Probably would call me an ape man
Embody a god that hates man
Followers tossing a paint can
They follow us talking of great lands with plain sands
Where the white man was a slave then
Same white man on the slave ship
Though some white men against slavery
I bet them white men say the same shit
How can the history teacher explain this
If he ain't speaking the language
How can the hickory dickory save him
If he can't even distinguish
The difference in bullets that be penetrating pink skin
But on brothers it graze them
The infinite bully invigorating the race
And that's the brother it made him
The vigorous grueling of men with darker faces
Know a brother could save him
But they would walk away and they don't talk today
About the gods that became men
I'm just reading and closing another chapter
For what I do I only do it I have to
No more slaves no more masters and please
No more pastors lord because we nigga kings
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
They always knew that it was meant to be
We nigga gods and we nigga kings
Whoa whoa whoa
I'm one hundred percent sure that we headed for race wars nigga
So we gone need moors and more morticians for the floored victims
We gone need more 5 percenters and more live and less violent niggas
We gone need more ride or die for these dying niggas
We gone need less I peep the propriety of
Once known gods and kings in this society but still
I'ma be quiet nigga
RIOT NIGGA
F*ck is you doing if you ain't fighting with us
You must be following some weird white agenda
It's funny how we forgot how we got here
But everybody white remember
So they feel they got a right to kill us
See you the type of nigga to put on a pair of tight suspenders
And switch up cause you don't like your gender
You might surrender for the right position
Besides your vision
I can't lead my brother to death
So you cannot roll when the fight beginning
I keep my circle tighter so my cipher thicker
Little nigga
NIGGA KINGS RISE
Writer: Michael Morris
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