[Intro]

Uh, this question's probably asked you before but what're you doing in Washington right now?

I live in Washington

You live in Washington

The Negros was out there in streets

They was talkin' about we gon' march on Washington, we gon' march on Washington

March on the senate, march on the white house

March on the congress and tie it up, bring it to a halt (What)

Don't let the government proceed, they even said that they wanna go out through the airport and lay down on the airway

Uh

Let's get it on now, come on, look

I'm telling you what they said

Check it out, look

[Verse]

Niggas that [?] swine over flapjacks

You a crash dummy, be having flashbacks of gеttin' ransacked, nigga (The fuck), yeah

Thе type of niggas that be out tap-dancing

But when the facts land, the truth smack you in the face with the backhand, yeah, uh

When I step inside the room, it look like a bonanza (Yeah)

Niggas build confidence and everybody start feelin' accomplished

I was seventeen duckin' the Ds, dodging the shoplift (The fuck?)

Now I put bitches on the block list, I'm all grown and I'm polished

Niggas be [?] and startin' shit

We was just kids then (What?), just walk around startin' shit (Lordy)

Smacked a whitey, looked like Kevin Carson, I'm just being honest (Ooh)

We was on the [?] gettin' our problems off, the shit was a honor (Niggas was wildin')

Some niggas went to college, became doctors, and I'm very proud of 'em (Too proud of 'em)

Some niggas ain't make it to graduate, and that shit still bother me (Fuck)

Put flowers on they grave, try to stay in contact with the mama

We got older, some go about they life like they forgot it, hm

But who am I, big Lordy, the one still sympathizing

Blow you down like synthesizers or the one that's from Riverside, hm

High top, 40 Belows, I don't care if I live or die (Nah)

If I got the juice, I'm the type that mix with it with the [?]

If I got the noose, I'll wrap around ya pride hang it high

If you got the juice, you the type that still'll mix it with the lie

Fuck sellin' merch, I'd rather sell 'em weed to get 'em high (Smoke it)

The shit that [?] make 'em feel like me and start writing rhymes, hm (Lordy)

I'm a motherfuckin' goat, and I ain't even reached my prime 'cause I ain't make a million

Everytime I think about it, I feel like crying

I start tweaking and I might get you slimed (What?)

Power and divine, power in refinement, I'm on different time (Lordy)

[Outro]

The fuck?

What the fuck

Niggas know what the fuck goin' on, stop letting nuts hang niggas, hear me

Lordy

What we doin' 'man, niggas know what's up with boy

Don't even play with me like that, ya hear me

Look me in my eyes, nigga

Like you seen a ghost boy