E.t. Bars by Crooked I
E.t. Bars lyrics
first off, i�m a political boss, take down � in with my criminal floss,
yeah
i have seen the houses niggers�
i�ma take it further, i�m about to go livei n a vault
yeah, living like a greedy vulture
cut me deep enough and find some afros�culture
all about peace when i approach her
if the elephant in the room is beef, consider me the poacher
yeah this is � talking to revolutionaries, is swahili or hulu sasa
always keep a bad chick in me casa
shouts out to my home girl �
nah, i�m not the dude you assume
i�ve been here even before leaving my mother�s room
i�ve also, been her for many moves
that�s why my body�s missing from my egiptian tomb
listen, what if � never buried her husband
what if there was never a � for
� and the sheriffs coming like � for carrying guns�
half of � we got a black president
they say racism is dead but where�s the african sunbell
ask a � what do faith represent
my � is scared as it�s ever been
and since god made me black as �
i keep� i mean that instead of�
rappers can unite, every race under the sun
hand wrapped around the mike, homie i�m the one
east side, long beach the sound of the sirens
dropped out on mystery schools..
they gonna make you�
maybe i�m � cause he is i and i am your highness
bow down in the presence of the pharaoh
strike a peasant in the heart with the golden bow and arrow
44 in the apparel, i will blow the barrel
shake the dice on the floor oh i�m taking your dinero
i used to eat pinna butter out the jar
now it�s pinna butter guts when my door�s�
in the beverly hills � park, the boys are starve
tough will teach you � melody, better be in top 5
on the road at night�rallying through the yellow lights
rallying through the stop signs
he on a one way, no parking lot time
monday to sunday, �
i got that gucci, louie, � like a dope�
competition on they back like�
and boy�s missing, reminiscing the old times
hate� now your hoe�s not
how did you managed to make them look like..
we ain�t consider� sandwiches
bottles by the forklift and chronic by the cases
cause i laid up like the faces that jackpot in vegas
� faces, snapshot cases
looking in you probably think we had a �
that until i lost my marbles on the marble floor
� cats can kill like oj for something small
� the haters gonna keep acting like
i can make it happen
� rapping like i�m going captain money flashing top fashion
� feel like i never�kiss my ass
get your tan from my future, you should open up my past
outside� while we smoking tripping off the glass
�even give myself a bath
� packs i deserve a few snapback�
you backtracking, � how is �
move crowds for certain�
champagne and ice chains keep the circle pool
� bitches and bad bitches, � pool
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