Bob Vylan Pulled Pork (feat. Jason Aalon Butler)
I'll be damned if they treat me like some motherfucking dog in the street
Yo speak on it man let them know how we feel
Black.. is beautiful
And we so pretty
Yeah
Motherfucker
What's wrong with a little bit of weed
And if the whole f..cking block decides to get it from me
You ain't giving no help or handouts
Too black and handsome, with dreads so I stand out
Bobby got the cannon don't make back a man down
[Man down, man down. Officer, stand down]
Officer, officer
Get up off of us
No need for your cuffs
Just go about your day
The f..cking block belongs to us
The f..cking block... belongs to us
Save a life and skin a pig
I gotta get it how I can
I got a master f..cking plan
So imma get it while I can cause I gotta
You can't have both hands in the air and still shot at
I come from a place where we die by 25
They like 'how do you feel?'
I'm just glad to be alive
That's why I'm getting it
That's what I'm getting it
Not only flirting with death
I'm f..cking (tagged?) in it
But they don't know
They don't know
They don't know me
The blackest, the beautiful, darkest and free
Save a life and skin a pig
I gotta get it how I can
I got a master f..cking plan
Cop killer
Cop killer
Nah
Nigga killer killer
(?) tyrants killing niggas for the f..ck of it
Pat you down and touch your dick
(?) for a sinner with a life worth less than a free school dinner
Who's the next lucky winner for a free day with death?
Cause their hair-trigger's itchy or they squeeze out your breath
Not me
Wrap the pig before they kill me
Cause there's no time for (?) with all this green around
You feel me?
You feel me?
Let this motherfucker bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Let this motherfucker bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Make this motherfucker bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Make this motherfucker bounce
Bounce
Bounce
Make this motherfucker bounce
