Blacktivist

Black activists on actavis

A whole sheet of LSD but that ain’t for the mattress

Ask ya bitch, my stroke is immaculate

A sinner and saint, I’m flashy as an acid trip

Just me and a rusty burner

Ah, ah, ah, shout out to Shmurda

Shout out to Rowdy, my mind is cloudy

Stay with iron round me like Robert Downey

Don’t you doubt me, King like LeBron watch me switch my mouthpiece

Running through knots

Couple karats in my mouth like: What’s up, Doc?

I be talking to my 9 like: What’s up, Glock?

I flirt with death, the drugs heighten' my paranoia

But that's what the, acid taught us

You got a better chance doing laps in piranha waters

Hide your daughters, join a cult, let’s have an orgy

My biography is gory

My life like American Horror Story

Still not the father, that’s word to Maury

Revolver ring six times like Robert Horry (and one!)

Second amendment, nigga, grab your gun

Invest in a vest when you’re from those slums

LSD amazing, sour kush fragrance

Somebody tell Uncle Sam I want my reparation

40 acres and a pearl white slave bitch

If that offends your race, bitch, well I’ll give you a facelift

You run away from your problems

Batty boy, then you gon face this

Lord knows I wanna erase him

Take him to a level of darkness he ain’t been

Remove the safety

Can I end up in the state pen with some statements

Hard time behind these bars, working the grave shift

Motherfucker we made it, ain’t it amazin’?

Nigga I had to suffer for this, lost every lover for this

Every night I argue with my mother for this

Acid was an escape, not a way to the bank

Not a phase, not a trend, it was the means to my ends

I don’t need no friends

All I need is this gat, all I need is this Henn

All I need is this pad, all I need is this pen, motherfucker

Recognize genius, still the same motive

No I'm not bogus, everybody taking notice

Just me and my opponents

Fuck the cops, they a bunch of cronies

Just save a little weed for the morning

This is the environment we raised in

When you try to break out but you're caged in

Smoking hella weed, this my motivation

Zombies doing numbers, I promised a combination

This is for the music, fill it with the hatred

But only real niggas know how good to make it

I been a fan of rap before I was a fan of being black

Now I'm famous, got family, no fantasy in that

My niggas ain't scared to deploy

When destroyed off the cannabinoid

I'm out-of-body like I'm Enter the Void

In first class, God loving your boy

My employees got hella report but now enjoying the allure of it

Damn, why are we so sure of it?

Even when you make mistakes, man they all love it

The allure of it, why are we so sure of it?

Even when you make mistakes, man they all love it

Read more into things, question all that remains

Who was living before with clean water to drink

We avoided to think

But this a nation of lost souls

So I'll meet you at the crossroads

Rest in peace STEEZy, Rest in peace Stevie

Put the cup down, y'all niggas still tryna be he?

No disrespect, but I know some of y'all

Influenced by hip hop and take it shit too far

No brains, man, just a slight change in plans

Use the mic to rule and rock and choose to stand

No cause ya flaws

We truth that's all

You could rap all you all you want with no message involved

I'll be out in grass meditate in Nepal

I to pray God God hear me or the devil I call

I swear I said it before, y'all I ain't ready for war

Misjudged, misguided, not a ounce of quitter

Nah, true survivor

Niggas do drugs but ya mind still basic psychedelics wasted

Time can't save ya

Cop killer if ya wanna come up in my face with that nonsense

Go Thrilla like Mike Jack, bodega be that nigga

Been in straight jacket

Let my mind think backwards

Roll a backwood, pass it before load this Mac

And let this whole clip pack em ask a question

Like how we grow up in a system

Filled with hate and oppression

And where we going when our pops and moms would left?

I'm still smoking in the hood on the project steps

But my money longer than a fucking ostrich neck, nigga