Released on February 23, 2014

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[Intro: Barry White Sample]

Midnight, seems so nice to me

It's the start of a new day

And there's no place in this world that I'd rather be than right here

With midnight and you

Right on baby

Right on

CYHI!


[Verse 1: CyHi The Prynce]

It started round 1976

Back when white folks was the only ones selling bricks

A little mary jane was the most you got arrested with

They hit you with some charges but it really never stick

Back when my daddy was bumping Earth, Wind and Fire

Blowing 'erb from the earth and the wind wants to hit the fire

We wasn’t selling them shawty, we was just the buyers

This was back when blacks first started getting hired

Then something perspired in the early 80s

Ronald Reagan introduced us to that perfect lady

If you cook it right its just like a cooking rice

Now your pockets looking right then you bought your first Mercedes

Now people getting addicted, mamas having early babies

The streets is getting crazy so you bought your first .380

And thats when niggas started dying every night

So go and sell some weed cause nigga this shit can carry life

I'm here to bury white


[Hook]

I'm here to bury white

I'm here to bury white

I'm here to bury white

CYHI!


[Verse 2: CyHi The Prynce]

Fast forward 1990 is the year

It started as a hustle, niggas made it a career

Now we fucking bitches, got paper up in here

Niggas killing in the 90s thought the 80s was severe

All them leaders in the hood, they took y'all from us

Fucked around and gave them all football numbers

Like rap shows, niggas was getting booked all summer

Them fokes don't give a fuck about ya

Throw that book at yo momma, your honor

Imagine growing up without a father

Section 8 your family always gotta ride the MARTA

Selling drugs was the only way I got a Starter

Jacket, and some Jordans thats what the television taught us

And our daughters

Missing with no amber alert, probably with some little boys

With they hands up her skirt

Her momma dancing, going to work

Even got married twice

Cause the first husband got indicted for that Barry White

Thats why I'm here to bury white


[Verse 3: CyHi The Prynce]

Now it's the early 2000's and the streets grew violent

From the baking soda and the see-through Pyrex

Mixed with Viola, be careful when you meet new clients

For the love of money they'll creep through silent

All you hear is police blue sirens

He used to play ball, went to a D-II college

Dropped out, met a plug from overseas who's supplying

Whoever thought niggas in the streets knew science?

How we get them bricks if we never own the boat?

They give you more time for hard than for soft

But on the low, the laws were made against us

Thats how they Willie Lynched us

Cause we only sold crack, we was never known for coke

They say it ain't over till the fat lady sings

But it's crazy how your own parter can hold a note

Better than Kelly Price just to save his petty life

Instead of giving you Barry Sanders, they gave you Jerry Rice

Thats why I'm here to bury white


[Outro: Dave Chappelle Sample]

Let's sprinkle some crack on him and get outta here