Nantes - Brown Skin, Yellow Tape Deuce

Yeah, wessup now, cuh?
You was talkin' all this bullshit
Aww, shit, nigga? RUN! RUN!
(gunshots)

Fear is the enemy of will
Will you stand idle when blood gets shed?
Catch a nigga slippin,
Knock the noodles from his noggin
The birds on the block steady snitchin cause we flockin
Gettin money, bitches on the track like Die Cast
Never digest when the pigs ride through
Trap back jumpin, loudmouths and hypes, too
Front the cash to the nigga who will get it right to
The fiends and the workers on the block
Granny got the toolie and it's hot
My uncle catchin bodies like Jamya caught this nut
Still screamin WESTSIDE, at the crabs in the buck
Sister on the blade, tiptoes get cut
Went body in the bathroom, 7th grade nigga west good

Joi, big booty yellowbone, pussy drippin
Third grade kid with a sister that was Crippin
See, I never seen a body, never hit a lick,
Never had a hobby, always me
And Bobby chillin at the park
Walkin home after dark soon as I left his house
See, I made a few turns
And my stomach churned, becoming uneasy
The streets seedy,
I see women menstratin but still workin the track
Ten toes to the pavement just for payment
They see it as a way of life, I see self hatred, nigga

Gentle is the night swiftly bringing
Darkness and depths not known to man
I fear the darkness of my skin, fear, the enemy of will
Will you stand tall and righteously state thy purpose?
We are as gentle as the night
But niggas make me nervous
Niggas make me nervous

Put yo hands in the air one time say
(Fuck the yamps, get the food stamps, nigga) x5
And like shipwrecked men turning to sea water
From uncontrollable thirst, many have died trying.
I learned here that there can be
No true despair without hope.
So, as I terrorize Gotham,
I will feed its people hope to poison their souls.
I will let them believe they can survive
So that you can watch them clamoring
Over each other to "stay in the sun."