Lyrics: Negash Ali/Bobby Beewirks
Music: Thorbjørn Schwarz
My soul weighs a ton, will my road be undone
I wanna leave this world go be a monk, grab me Aaliyah girl go be a nun
I wake up early and hurry to lunch, supper keep getting burnt on the stove
Evening comes then the vermin erupts, my fist are now turned into pumps
Oh what a bigot, oh u a bigot, u know who u are don't be offended
Come inside it’ll only be a minute, the stool then I kicked, the noose is ya lynching
Your blues is infinite, uhh what a vengeance, uh man I dreamt of it
Oh what a ending, Dante gotta tip his hat to my penning, I'm a black independent
I'm a black with a mission, I'm a black with a business, I'm a black with a vision I'm a black with a engine, I'm a black with a emblem, know my math and my physics, know my past and my present, never clashed with a indian
So tell me what kind of black do ya mention? booboo there's no facts to ya fiction
All I see flask that u liver & a hand u to your women
Cause' uh u is bitter, uh thats animosity uh thats resentment
I'm sorry, a void I won’t sink to, a poison I won’t drink dude,
So officer u may hate me, but trust me I don't hate you
Cause' life ain't gotta be great, for me to be grateful....