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K. Craig - Admendment 1 Lyrics



K. Craig - Admendment 1 Lyrics
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Adderall Speedball
Molly and zanny pills
Drug deals
Big face bills
A hundred mill
Murder kills
No f*ckin chill
Automatic
Guns blastin
Twelve plottin
Drunk drivin
Bottle poppin
Behind the wheel
Them crooked shields offin bodies
Niggas don't get no years
Jus speakin real
F*ck how they feel
My people here
Shed many tears
Now we lackin fear
Wit no f*ckin care
No running scared
You should be aware
From the top tier
My people rally
Spirit MLK on the balcony
Fatality tragedy
Death to police brutality
Off with technicality
Mutha f*ck ya fake calvery
Maxin capacity
How about you
Jail the academy
Shackle us up
Bruise and cuts
Ain't enough
Rest in peace to Freddie Gray
You bitches coward as f*ck
Watch how they gonna play victim
After I turn this shit up
I will Justin Tucker this pun out the stadium
Mendment one
Is this what they want
This what they need
Damn a nigga can't breathe
Bitch you can't kill the breed
Gods profits we forever main king
Stand for something
Or fall for anything
Freedom of speech
No longer Free
Ain't cheap
It's deep
When Cap
Can't Kneel
One knee
In peace
The inory
Society
The rivalry
It's obviously
Yo eyes
Can't see
We hostage
What happend
When they robbed
Eric Garner for oxygen
Holdin strong
To them camera phone's
No one stopped shit
Transform
Like Megatron
The Desert Storm
I rain the bomb
I am Napalm
Challenge day for throne
Who wanna intervene
Got the hunger of Killmonger
I'll knock off ya king
Only difference between us
Is they ain't slaughter me
Stand for something
Or you gonna fall for anything
Been destin blessings and essence
Skintone black excellence
Malcom, Martin Fredrick
My heratige and present
Live through my ancestors
Continue wit great measure
Carry the torch with pleasure
Leatheal like smith and wesson
Intellectual mind weapon
Fricassee from a second
Body you damn peasant's
I ain't here for suggestions
I ain't taken no questions
I ain't here for oppression
I jus got a confession
That a nigga expressin
Mendmet one
Is this what they want
This what they need
Damn a nigga can't breathe
Bitch you can't kill the breed
Gods profits we forever main king
Stand for something
Or fall for anything
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Adderall Speedball
Molly and zanny pills
Drug deals
Big face bills
A hundred mill
Murder kills
No f*ckin chill
Automatic
Guns blastin
Twelve plottin
Drunk drivin
Bottle poppin
Behind the wheel
Them crooked shields offin bodies
Niggas don't get no years
Jus speakin real
F*ck how they feel
My people here
Shed many tears
Now we lackin fear
Wit no f*ckin care
No running scared
You should be aware
From the top tier
My people rally
Spirit MLK on the balcony
Fatality tragedy
Death to police brutality
Off with technicality
Mutha f*ck ya fake calvery
Maxin capacity
How about you
Jail the academy
Shackle us up
Bruise and cuts
Ain't enough
Rest in peace to Freddie Gray
You bitches coward as f*ck
Watch how they gonna play victim
After I turn this shit up
I will Justin Tucker this pun out the stadium
Mendment one
Is this what they want
This what they need
Damn a nigga can't breathe
Bitch you can't kill the breed
Gods profits we forever main king
Stand for something
Or fall for anything
Freedom of speech
No longer Free
Ain't cheap
It's deep
When Cap
Can't Kneel
One knee
In peace
The inory
Society
The rivalry
It's obviously
Yo eyes
Can't see
We hostage
What happend
When they robbed
Eric Garner for oxygen
Holdin strong
To them camera phone's
No one stopped shit
Transform
Like Megatron
The Desert Storm
I rain the bomb
I am Napalm
Challenge day for throne
Who wanna intervene
Got the hunger of Killmonger
I'll knock off ya king
Only difference between us
Is they ain't slaughter me
Stand for something
Or you gonna fall for anything
Been destin blessings and essence
Skintone black excellence
Malcom, Martin Fredrick
My heratige and present
Live through my ancestors
Continue wit great measure
Carry the torch with pleasure
Leatheal like smith and wesson
Intellectual mind weapon
Fricassee from a second
Body you damn peasant's
I ain't here for suggestions
I ain't taken no questions
I ain't here for oppression
I jus got a confession
That a nigga expressin
Mendmet one
Is this what they want
This what they need
Damn a nigga can't breathe
Bitch you can't kill the breed
Gods profits we forever main king
Stand for something
Or fall for anything
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Writer: Kenneth Craig
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Language: English
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