The White Mandingos - Mandingo Rally | Текст песни

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• The White Mandingos
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Fly right to space, I might catch a case
I be higher than a spaceship, but as soon as the base hits
I become an escapist, back to the basics
Hip hop base and a project basement
How you seen god if you never feel base kid?
Meditation, transcendental, my band is the band of bands since furmentals
Yoga, yogi, cigar stogies, picturing your crib and they try to fold me
Tibet, the bomb, the sonic homes, project hallways, taj mahong
Die academy, die trust comedy, ain't shit funny
Broke dying in poverty
Honestly, follow me, quick to astrology
Fin away crazy and crash the economy
Fuck the odyssey and the economic policy
Feeling I'm ...inside of me

I am cosmic, I am costance, I am conscious
I am cating, toxic, and I love to talk shit

It's fucked up you can pend on me
New nike gear and Nintendo Wii
Geezy, weezy, keezy, breezy
Fuck me, I wanna kill my tv
Niggas in paris, niggas entertain, make a nigga embarrass
Where was the science, righteous, lost the rebellion, defiance
Relying on crack babes, to make a difference, the impact crazy
Praise be with a g erase me, cause all this bullshit they don't phase me
Whole rappin was spectacle, they call in the vegetable
What you did was regrettable, and just because you black
Don't make it acceptable
Incredible ignorance, endangers the innocent
All for the bejamins, manipulating minds for the monetary benefit

I am cosmic, I am costance, I am conscious
I am cating, toxic, and I love to talk shit

Home black, same brother, just cause we the same colors
Still I pump motherfucker, live like a man don't die like a sucker
Never stutter, stand by your word, respect the game or else get served
Kid you got some nerves, ... another man that was raised in the burbs
Brace treated, call me a hater, sell out your people for profit and paper
Ain't nothing sacred, living in the state of supreme self hatred
We're doing it to ourselves, without the white men's help
In and out the jail, how the fuck you raise a son inside of a cell
We're doing it to ourselves, without the white men's help
In and out the jail, how the fuck you raise a son inside of a cell?

Get the fuck off your cellphone

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