King’s Nightmare

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King’s Nightmare

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[Intro] Fuck it Uh [Chorus] Where do thoughts go at night? Do they drift towards the dark or the light? Am I the only one that sees him right there? Boogeyman don't fight fair, this is the king's nightmare A slight stare'll give the young boy white hair, it's frightenin'! (Uh) Can you survive 'til the night ends? Aight then (Uh) [Verse 1] Another black sister weeps, as blood fills the cracks in the streets Clan of white men wrapped in some sheets, but we fight back with hashtags, the snaps, and the tweets, weak I'm rappin' this week, so if they kill me the next, I'll always be a ghost trapped in the beats 2016, they still lynchin', policе killin' us, we pay for they pension Tax dollars, in Amеrica what's it mean to be a black scholar? Please don't discriminate, they'll still leave you absent minded Do we leave our absence behind it? TV screen full of distractions, we blinded Radio shallow, all we wanna do is turn up Pick a nigga for the barbecue to burn up You gotta noose on your neck so don't leak A nightmare, the scary thing is we ain't sleep, sheesh [Chorus] Where do thoughts go at night? Do they drift towards the dark or the light? Am I the only one that sees him right there? Boogeyman don't fight fair, this is the king's nightmare A slight stare'll give the young boy white hair, it's frightenin'! Can you survive 'til the night ends? Aight then [Verse 2] AK, SK, you want revenge? This the best way, let's play Fuck around and let the TEC spray A culture abiding by ghetto justice Addicted to violence and music that lack substance Fourty ounce of Newports, marijuana, and dutches No reluctance to use our skin colour as crutches Racial profile 'cause you fall deep in the Cutlass But you can never drive out of the reach of their clutches No repercussions for their actions We got to take this shit upon ourselves Put differences aside and grab your burner off the shelf And if your neighbour short-handed, lend 'em some ammo (Uh) If we unite then we too much for them to handle That there is America's biggest fear But we been helpin' 'em kill us off for years We can break the chains once and for all, and get us free But I'd rather kill a man the same colour as me, sheesh [Chorus] Where do thoughts go at night? Do they steer towards the dark of the light? Am I the only one that sees him right there? Boogeyman don't fight fair, this is the king's nightmare A slight stare'll give the young boy white hair, it's frightenin'! (Uh) Can you survive 'til the night ends? Aight then

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  • TU!
  • GRIP