The Secret Life of Blacks

Lyrics

[Intro: Add-2] Yo you never seen Black like... Black like this! [Verse 1: Add-2] See this Black like Black girls, front porch, braiding hair Stay still, still stay, inhale, breathing in Jelled up, weaved up, ashy knees greased up Freeze pops, the block hot, headshots don't freeze up Nah I watch my pen as it bled If you need a bodyguard that means you already dead Live life, you got street cred but living in debt Leave you in the red, followers always seem to get lead Shell cases on the playground, we play 'round Niggas who don't play 'round tryna come up and still stay down Black like not having shit Black like shopping with my mama mean don't ask for shit Brother start a fight now (damn) all our asses whipped It's ironic how we learned it from master but we mastered it First ones to last through it Had to fast, didn't have funds Watching Good Times through bad ones Hit the corner store and then we steal from it I got some food for thought, I make a meal from it Adding less cents since my adolescence It makes sense since they two cents a bad investment See this Black like rap songs, Black like trap stars Black like crackheads, Black like crack cards Black like better watch yo mouth in yo mama house Black like I brought you in this world and I can take you out Spending summers at my grandmother's, ten of us Baby watch yo hand, ain't no fan covers Shared covers, man (man) Jet, Ebony, and Essence Get caught cussing now my cousin like I'm telling [Interlude] Ooooooo! I heard Andre cussing! He said the S-word, the B-word, the F-word. He definitely said the f-word [Verse 2: Add-2] Obama picture next to white Jesus Them White teachers couldn't quite reach us They couldn't see we doing wrong for the right reasons Came from slums, I slang change like Shang Tsung name From same family tree ropes would hang from Same ones hooping in the alley (move, a car coming) Same ones when they shoot they party we start running 23rd Psalms tatted on they arms Went from spitting bars to tryna get in bars Now they sitting in them bars Prison pipeline blind to White crime Quick to take a Cliff from a Rudy in the nighttime Damn Life is but a song, try to sing along Nana called, told me God called my auntie home Pouring liquor, see the streets is like a alcoholic Calling women hoes 'til we end up having daughters I guess they call it karma Joy and pain, love and hate Either way, Granny say "God don't make mistakes" Black like gangstas, Black like my cousin 'nem Black like old soul, Black like dropping gems Black like Cadillacs, Black like used Impalas Black like Black love, Black like baby mamas Black like I was born with rhythm Black like the elders and eternal wisdom Black like I'll be there in five minutes Black like cop kill a nigga and get acquitted Damn What's Blacker than that? [Outro: Add-2] Yo you never seen Black like Blacker than this Yo you never seen Black like Black like this (Ain't nothing like being Black Black is beautiful) Yo you never seen Black like Black like this (Black... is...)