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Shango Flow Video (MV)




Performed By: Shaka
Language: English
Length: 4:34
Written by: Sherrod Baltimore




Shaka - Shango Flow Lyrics




This that blood magic that Shango
Vodun in the Congo
Y'all holding yalls I let mine go
That 9 on me like Rondo
Liberation that's pronto
Warpaint like Tonto
I'm the chosen one not LeBron tho
Top dog head honcho

They tried to lynch me because I'm so good
I cut the noose like rosewood
They put my niggas on death row
Got me feeling like the old Suge
God body and the flow is mean
Evil country this whole regime
Ain't nothing new it's an old machine
They drop work in our water like Ovaltine
They lied to us Mis-education
Still owe us no The reparations
Red lining in the inner cities f*ck you mean there's no segregation?
We ain't marching for it we snatching shit
Black power black activists
They told my nigga he had to stand trial he took a knee on him like he Kaepernick
I ain't waiting for it I'm going hard
For black lives they got no regard
They get paid vacation when they killing us how many times they have to show y'all?
Hell of a nation
No emancipation
13th amendment need a translation?
Same system that they've known
The difference now is that it's state home
We traded whips and chains for these whips and chains
400 Years and the shit the same
We on the same road we just switched a lane
They spell our blood and say forget the pain
Black kings and queens lost in the nation we just out here tryna beat the odds
We bang hammers at each other the judge bang em at us too
And both of them take lives
But still we rise in the words of Maya Angelou
You choose to sit on that bench then Ima stand for you
That jealousy runs deep they want our melanin
Gotta stay with that heat because of the hell we in
Everybody want a deal but don't know what's after
The Tables turned because now niggas own they masters
This is America land of the free and the brave
But how was the land of the free built by the enslaved?
The kidnapped our people and drug em to the shore
But this gone be the revolution word to Louverture

This that blood magic that Shango
Vodun in the Congo
Y'all holding yalls I let mine go
That 9 on me like Rondo
Liberation that's pronto
Warpaint like Tonto
I'm the chosen one not LeBron tho
Top dog head honcho

They banking off our down fall
Don't see the traps that's around y'all?
200 Niggas at the kickback 5 of em at the town hall
They laughing while our blood spill
Thinking about it just gives me chills
Every day on my timeline another one of us getting killed
Niggas fake woke on the internet Real quick to type a comment
shit happen in real life oh now you ain't the type to comment?
My people really ain't ready shooting us and it's on sight
Instead of going to the range y'all rather play fortnight
War time I'm a sure shooter
I'll pull the plug like a sore loser
My dawg sold it to the fiends all the ones that were free basing
Feel right into The system my brothers supposed to be dream chasing
Got caught with a brick and a scale judge thought he was a Free Mason
My people looking for the answers in the world and honestly
It's bout time that we find one
Trump really trying to build a f*cking wall I just wish he'd let my niggas from behind one
I knew a dude who was real loud and real proud every day he was shit talking
Said something to the wrong nigga things got heated next thing
You know the Sig sparking
Shots put him in a wheelchair changed his whole life so he made God a big offering
He said Lord Help me and I'm all yours the first time I really saw a Crip walking
We gotta go back it's time to learn the history
They tried to turn our past into a mystery
We gave the world all they got everything that's known
Gods in the flesh we the true children of blood and bone
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English

This that blood magic that Shango
Vodun in the Congo
Y'all holding yalls I let mine go
That 9 on me like Rondo
Liberation that's pronto
Warpaint like Tonto
I'm the chosen one not LeBron tho
Top dog head honcho

They tried to lynch me because I'm so good
I cut the noose like rosewood
They put my niggas on death row
Got me feeling like the old Suge
God body and the flow is mean
Evil country this whole regime
Ain't nothing new it's an old machine
They drop work in our water like Ovaltine
They lied to us Mis-education
Still owe us no The reparations
Red lining in the inner cities f*ck you mean there's no segregation?
We ain't marching for it we snatching shit
Black power black activists
They told my nigga he had to stand trial he took a knee on him like he Kaepernick
I ain't waiting for it I'm going hard
For black lives they got no regard
They get paid vacation when they killing us how many times they have to show y'all?
Hell of a nation
No emancipation
13th amendment need a translation?
Same system that they've known
The difference now is that it's state home
We traded whips and chains for these whips and chains
400 Years and the shit the same
We on the same road we just switched a lane
They spell our blood and say forget the pain
Black kings and queens lost in the nation we just out here tryna beat the odds
We bang hammers at each other the judge bang em at us too
And both of them take lives
But still we rise in the words of Maya Angelou
You choose to sit on that bench then Ima stand for you
That jealousy runs deep they want our melanin
Gotta stay with that heat because of the hell we in
Everybody want a deal but don't know what's after
The Tables turned because now niggas own they masters
This is America land of the free and the brave
But how was the land of the free built by the enslaved?
The kidnapped our people and drug em to the shore
But this gone be the revolution word to Louverture

This that blood magic that Shango
Vodun in the Congo
Y'all holding yalls I let mine go
That 9 on me like Rondo
Liberation that's pronto
Warpaint like Tonto
I'm the chosen one not LeBron tho
Top dog head honcho

They banking off our down fall
Don't see the traps that's around y'all?
200 Niggas at the kickback 5 of em at the town hall
They laughing while our blood spill
Thinking about it just gives me chills
Every day on my timeline another one of us getting killed
Niggas fake woke on the internet Real quick to type a comment
shit happen in real life oh now you ain't the type to comment?
My people really ain't ready shooting us and it's on sight
Instead of going to the range y'all rather play fortnight
War time I'm a sure shooter
I'll pull the plug like a sore loser
My dawg sold it to the fiends all the ones that were free basing
Feel right into The system my brothers supposed to be dream chasing
Got caught with a brick and a scale judge thought he was a Free Mason
My people looking for the answers in the world and honestly
It's bout time that we find one
Trump really trying to build a f*cking wall I just wish he'd let my niggas from behind one
I knew a dude who was real loud and real proud every day he was shit talking
Said something to the wrong nigga things got heated next thing
You know the Sig sparking
Shots put him in a wheelchair changed his whole life so he made God a big offering
He said Lord Help me and I'm all yours the first time I really saw a Crip walking
We gotta go back it's time to learn the history
They tried to turn our past into a mystery
We gave the world all they got everything that's known
Gods in the flesh we the true children of blood and bone
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Writer: Sherrod Baltimore
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