Your People - Plantation Days Lyrics

Prison is plantation
Trapped in this damn nation
Should've stayed segregated
F*ck it, we masturbatin cuz massa don't want no babies
Massa stay aggravated
Look at the legislation
Slave under declaration
The image is decorated, with violence and hopeless babies
They want us hung high as cable, they laid the dope on the table
When factories wasn't stable, the feds know just where they place it
They'll be where you at take it back
So man don't

Idon't wanna see you selling dope
Idon't wanna see you locked up, aintno joke
Tryin get some f*ckin ass like da f*ckin pope
Just tryin pay the bills of a f*ckin phone
You can quote all my quotes, just give me my f*ckin
Credit
Damn nigga we both poe, you can look at my
Debit
Yeah yeah yeah
I could be dead tomorrow, pulled over on da side of the road
Cop thought he saw me reach for da heat
Damn nigga there goes me, there goes
My rapping
Hoop dreams, oh well what it be
I been freestyling lately, this a freestyle baby
Ain playin round here lady, you can get it for the low
You can get it for the high, ain no dope dealer tho
This music's what I supply yeah

Man Ijust wanna see you grow
Cant be steppin all on massas toes
Idon't wanna see you moving dope
Ijust wanna see you blow, get your pockets up on swole
Just wanna see my niggas old, no prescriptions, no addictions man, fuk da liquor stores
Cuz Ijust wanna see you grow
Man Ijust wanna see you grow

Damn a lot of shit is outside the window
You never know
With the way
The shit go
You can be over the stove cooking egg yoke
Next month you cooking up coke
The same pot, the same eye
Another day, another a rhyme
Different day, same time
Same flow and the same spirit
Damn I know my niggas hear it
Prolly snoozing on my lyrics
Hoop dreaming, hear the crickets, TST, The Second Ticket
This country been ona mission, need mo niggas, need mo prisons
Need mo weapons, need mo victims, need mo lessons, need mo systems
BIE I think I get em, Black Identity Extremist, YP reborn I'm Young Phoenix
I'm the shit now where's the Kleenex, wipe my ass continue shittin
Can't be gettin in massas business, I don't wanna be a witness
You don't wanna end up missing, sweep the floor I wash the dishes
Then breastfeed oh little Bridget, give her big old black old titty
Know that one day she'll be misses

Youknow massa, he be gettin old
And his daughter, yo she gettin cold
Cuz daddy sleep with slaves when nobody's home
Bridget hate her daddy, cuz her daddy knows
She like that dark skin kid, got that dat nigga sold
They was twelve playin tag,gofrom wall to wall
Now she hides thangs, just to piss that cracker off
But the slaves get the whip and take the f*ckin loss

Ay you
Momma use to take care of a
Little you
Use to rock you in the chair until you
Went and snooze
But you lied on my momma said it
Wasn't you
And you crying all the time cuz you
Always lose

Niggas dead
Dont get to live
The way they should
Niggas kill we gotta build
Some mo buildings
Protect our children
Protect our culture
Protect our money
The world laughs
It's f*ck em all
Aint shit funny
Do it for niggas
The broke, fixed
And the bummy
F*ckyou fony ass clowns
Ill shit inside your onesie
Aint
Welcome to this park, i skate wit tony
On this side of the town im really feelin lonely
Yo im all about community, I feel Iwas birth to help the streets
Can one man soothe and tame the sea, know knowledge is the recipe
If you really want to feed the streets, for positive growth lets all take an oath
Ill carry your loads, ill wash all your clothes, ill dry all your clothes
I need you to fold, ill open some doors and f*ck what they close
Ill open some mo, in exchange for your dope, prepaid with my soul
Ain selling my soul, worth more than the gold, that niggas ride fo