Ptero Stylus - 2 Black 2 Strong lyrics

[Verse 1: Briggs] The brothers are back, they pay stacks to see 'em f** it up worse than Eso in a wax museum This plastic scene like Plasticine You see the mould is old and the facts are being That I rock shows like I had four clones Eight microphones, and cuss so much it sounds like Morse Code So f** you and where your horse go Cause once you see dorsal it's too late, that's ya torso [Verse 2: Trials] Call me the man that's (2 black) with a plan that's (2 strong) Said authority keep stopping me then asking me to move on That's calcuated, medicine is out of date and man that f**in' love it When you sound afraid but this is not that one This my mother's black side, driving like I stole it Blind-folded and eyes closed, wearing a pair of bifocals And I'm still rockin', them black bodies still dropping Still filling prisons, still filling coffins [Break: Briggs & Trials] A.B. Original A.B. Original A. (A) B. (B) Original A. (A) B. (B) Original [Hook 1: Trials] It's the blackout, yeah, brothers in the area Smart black man with a plan, nothing scarier Now blackout, yeah, they still wanna Kick the blacks out, yeah, I get the feeling That I'm dead even though I'm still here walking All said and done I can still hear talking Now blackout, yeah, they still wanna Kick the blacks out, yeah, they still wanna kick the [Verse 3: Briggs] They could never do it better than this And if they say that they did then terrorists win It's the A.B. Orig-in-al they are Bringing that dope sh** even if they aren't They wouldn't know rap if it jabbed their trap And snapped their back (damn near put your face in your lap) I'm like a breath of fresh air in a fresh pair Watchin' your demise with a stoggie in a deckchair [Verse 4: Trials] I let 'em check the method, roll another blunt until a chest infection Right up till it sounds like a dial-up internet connection Get it like it's credit at the deli when you're hangin' More raptours than John Hammond god damm it Bring a famine to your food court in just one lunch Till I'm happy as a pig: two girls, one cup Brother run up and get rekt mate, Netflix and chill Till I hit it with that Scott Disick Didick then I peel [Pre-Hook: Trials] Said it don't, it don't, it don't It don't? It don't get more blacker than this It don't, it don't, it don't It don't? It don't get more blacker than this [Collision: Briggs] These motherf**ers just never listen. It's like they never got flogged, they never got hidings. Where's your f**in' dads at? f** is wrong with you? [Hook 2: Briggs] It's the blackout, 2 black, 2 strong 2 wrongs made it right, been white too long It's the blackout, it's everything that you fear Tired of this sh**, like I've had a good year It's the blackout, like when Suge bailed Pac out Like what you see before you tap out It's the blackout, like you didn't see it coming It's the blackout, like I'm here with my cousins [Pre-Verse: Briggs] The atheist afraid couldn't handle the God (you scared?) They handle the pipe and try to handle the nod Was gonna dismantle your squad, the damage was done, you flopped Somethin' like Kardashian socks: Rob [Verse 5: Trials] You can catch me at that pie cart Maxing out my tab with Gina Rinehart (that's freighting) I hit you with that Andrew Bolt of lighting Right inside your f**in' comfort zone, choking from them undertones You catered to the nature of the dumb and watched your bunda grow [Break: Briggs & Trials ([?])] Too black (too black) Too strong (too strong) Too black (too black) Too strong (too strong) Too black (too black) Too strong (too strong) Too strong (too strong) Too strong (too strong) [Outro: Briggs] Yo T, I went to the doctor and he checked my heart And I bet that it was black Yeah, he says that sh**'s not healthy And I bet that it was black Yeah, like they're not meant to be black And I bet that it was black Yeah, that's what I said And I bet that it was That's not right