Black Xcellence

Lyrics

[Intro: Mickey Factz] This what we do It's beautiful It's Mickey Check [Verse 1: Mickey Factz] Turn up the amplifiers and stand beside us These last months have been nothin' but scams to analyze us Vandalize us with plans and hand sanitizers Antagonize us with masks, covered in black attire The black man is dyin' by cops and their cannon fire Instead of reparations, we get changes from advertisers? (fuck) I care less 'bout the Redskins and Aunt Jemima Malcolm X said it best - symbolic victories rather than economic equity is used to satisfy us That's why my son's six months without a pacifier He the next GOAT, baby Jordan, better than Harold Miner Homeowner, either Atlanta or a Miami buyer Considered the Carolinas, but man, I can't retire knowin' ain't no industry there, it's like I sampled Maya The best of me made my passion higher I'm innate, dog Our lives gon' be fabulous and you can't deny us Factz, without a quintet musical drum These words hit like what Dipset do to you, son I hate when we get checks, it's usually crumbs Forget stock, cop index mutual funds Different from y'all, it's the 2020 Kool Keith OG Mickey, I'm droppin' gems, clumsy jewel thief Y'all smoke weed? I write weed on a loose-leaf Me, [?] and JR Payne's a Tyson two-piece [Verse 2: RJ Payne] I've been through it all, it didn't hurt They plotted my fall, it didn't work They blame it all on the black man See, my black skin make a nigga worse Even back then, they put us in the dirt Got a MAC-10 in a nigga shirt First step, take the culture from us Second step, they put us in a church Talk about it, this a hard life Tell a black child God white Fuck you think is gon' happen to 'em? It's gettin' uppity, Cartwright Walk with me, this a bar fight The lord with me, so my heart right Tired of seein' black men die, bullets swing by, that's a shark bite Tell 'em, "spin the wheel" I been the real Cool and calm, but we tend to kill They don't stop until we all buried Look at Arbery, look at Emmett Till [?], I'm a winner still Hope y'all ready, shit is gettin' real Corona keep killin' everybody, havin' problems? Just sit still Adapted to trappin', I need the cash bag Still was screamin', "Black lives matter" before the hashtag I'm known for battlin' rappers before the SMACK staff I blew up, then caught backfire, call that a backdraft All you gangsters, I'm truly fuckin' hurt Police'll shoot at you, but you'd rather go shoot your brother first The world hate us, we hate each other, we struggle worse It ain't nobody above a bullet, you'll get your bubble burst Yeah, it's suitable 'cause I love you I murdered my own ego, it's beautiful to be humble Fuck COVID, we catch bodies, your funeral if you stumble You never know what they'll do to you in this jungle Payne