john hancock
Banned
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Black coffee freestyles/
the best part of waking up/
and they touch lives like the Green Mile/
Piranha 3-D rappers/
Talented Mr. Ripley trappers/
It's November 27th/
I'm stuffing the turkey with the stove top chapters/
What you thankful for?/
Me? Not very much/
Everything I've touched wasn't acquired by luck/
Required hard work and a cobra clutch/
I'm frustrated cause I'm indifferent/
Methodical Management couldn't understand me gave me the hammer/
So now I'm back with a new image/
Bulletproof saying good job after every sentence/
Wanna stay powerful gotta keep the white girls at a safe distance/
Should've been a rapper/
Might've been the hardest/
Should've have threw MIT and Harvard letters in the garbage/
There's more to these riddles/
What good is a prestigious degree when they can blow away my babies for coming home from the store with Arizona and Skittles/
Feel like Tony Stark, the country quietly pays me to build missiles/
But in my neighborhood they think I got a chip on my shoulder, and the residents want to see cops hit me with chisels/
And I don't even live in the hood/
And when speak they like you don't even sound like the hood/
I be low key, thinking/
Like, is that all you see when you look at me?/
Like I don't look right with a ball and your favorite team jerseys?/
Or on the music channel rappin' about how I do my own people dirty?/
I'm f'ing thirty/
Swag is like drinking Dracula blood/
And I ain't thirsty/
I know that Kool-Aid was meant for me/
Keep me cave away for the light that's entitled to me/
Scheming on how to pick these locks and be finally free/
Re-invent the wheel/
Slap monster truck tires on that ***** and run over your family tree/
This for Mike Brown/
This for Oscar Grant/
This Bell, and Martin/
And all my people them people put up in a jam/
Thread about nothing/
Bars going H.A.M/
Draft saved, submit/
Would've wrote more but I'm burning yams/
the best part of waking up/
and they touch lives like the Green Mile/
Piranha 3-D rappers/
Talented Mr. Ripley trappers/
It's November 27th/
I'm stuffing the turkey with the stove top chapters/
What you thankful for?/
Me? Not very much/
Everything I've touched wasn't acquired by luck/
Required hard work and a cobra clutch/
I'm frustrated cause I'm indifferent/
Methodical Management couldn't understand me gave me the hammer/
So now I'm back with a new image/
Bulletproof saying good job after every sentence/
Wanna stay powerful gotta keep the white girls at a safe distance/
Should've been a rapper/
Might've been the hardest/
Should've have threw MIT and Harvard letters in the garbage/
There's more to these riddles/
What good is a prestigious degree when they can blow away my babies for coming home from the store with Arizona and Skittles/
Feel like Tony Stark, the country quietly pays me to build missiles/
But in my neighborhood they think I got a chip on my shoulder, and the residents want to see cops hit me with chisels/
And I don't even live in the hood/
And when speak they like you don't even sound like the hood/
I be low key, thinking/
Like, is that all you see when you look at me?/
Like I don't look right with a ball and your favorite team jerseys?/
Or on the music channel rappin' about how I do my own people dirty?/
I'm f'ing thirty/
Swag is like drinking Dracula blood/
And I ain't thirsty/
I know that Kool-Aid was meant for me/
Keep me cave away for the light that's entitled to me/
Scheming on how to pick these locks and be finally free/
Re-invent the wheel/
Slap monster truck tires on that ***** and run over your family tree/
This for Mike Brown/
This for Oscar Grant/
This Bell, and Martin/
And all my people them people put up in a jam/
Thread about nothing/
Bars going H.A.M/
Draft saved, submit/
Would've wrote more but I'm burning yams/
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A girl with a fresher lineup than me gets points. Short hair FTW.
