Terrace Martin - Black THougHts lyrics

[Snippet: Trayvon Ray Cail] Our experience to where we have parents in our lives that were showing us everything Like didn't nobody walk us, our hand and show love like you do this and don't do that It wasn't like that coming up in our mothaf**in' community. We grew up off of cigarillos... we grew up off of second row, acting like them A worldwide blade, a real strength.... [Intro: ScHoolboy Q] Yeah that's on the regular Smokin' the gas on the regular, man Know what I mean Word Sippin' on Hen, that's the regular Know what I mean [Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q] Pissy sofas, sharin' food with roaches, uh On gangsta Crip, my poppa was a b**h Left me where hope just don't exist And every neighbor got a fence With bars on windows, my mom's slavin' for the rent Throwin' dices, GT dyno pool Where you hang, we shootin' You slip, we stiffin' Creative Crippin', uh b**hes stoppin' traffic This the type of sh** that make the MAC a cla**ic Reason I'm a p**y magnet She learned to carry package Been the best at rappin', uh I'm hot as Vegas Your favorite rapper broke, he don't get this paper But claim he got a kilo, been born in '93 though He tryna fool the people Maaaaaan [Hook: Kendrick Lamar] The joke's on you, mothaf**a The loc is on you, mothaf**a I warned you, it's karma Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma [Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q] Ain't nothin' changed but the change Let's put our brains away from gangs Crips and Bloods the old and new slaves sh** we even changed our names Tiny somethin' Lil Shane while we bang But yo, y'all ain't hearin' me My homie facin' life, told me that my pride my biggest enemy But... you keep your eyes in that dark Your mind, it greys your heart I wrote these rhymes days apart Most of us caught before we can expand our thoughts How your grandmother see your corpse? How your big homie make your life a book? Left you for dead cause he ain't lead you, right But I'm gon' freedom write Let's put the rags down and raise our kids Let's put the guns down and blaze a spliff Let's do it now, ain't no buts or ifs It took a Blood to get me Pringle chips You can learn to fly or take the ladder Real n***a sh**, all lives matter, both sides Maaaaaan [Hook: Kendrick Lamar] The joke's on you, mothaf**a The loc is on you, mothaf**a I warned you, it's karma Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma Black thoughts and marijuana, it's karma