Shy Guy - Million Man March lyrics

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Shy Guy - Million Man March lyrics

[Prelude: Gil-Scott Heron] You taught it to your children you had your children thinking that everything black was bad Black cows don't give good milk Black hens don't lay eggs Black for funerals white for weddings That's white nationalism, Santa Clause [Bridge: Black Dave] Turn up or we gon' f** you up Burn up or we gon' f** you up Turn up or we gon' f** you up Burn up [Verse 1: Black Dave] So many blunts to the face, they got my spine out of place Just got a call from BK, he said my time it was straight So I go hard every day, in this game I can't wait You can call my nine to five, and tell them I'ma be late Live the sh** I spit in lyrics I can never be fake Chasing green but not a little b**h I need the bouquet Cook it up like soufflé, call me [?] And ain't nobody gon' stop me, so mother f**er just watch me All I do is keep it true so what the f** could I copy I'm peeping you, you speak to blue, I see your movements are sloppy Truthfully my techniques was meant for preaching the peace But motherf**ers got me mad so I'ma beast off the leash b**h I'm repping the east, the city that never sleeps Where n***as die over sneaks and police k** every week But f** the police got a million man who marching with me And Black Dave finna go insane up on this Shy Guy beat [Hook: Black Dave] It's a hot summer in the city, all my n***as finna heat the streets Unleash the beast, my n***as we defeat the beast Not hard to see I brought the whole squad with me So pardon me, I got a million man march with me March with me, a million man march with me March with me, I got a million man march with me March with me, a million man march with me March with me, I got a million man It don't matter the color of your skin Where you're from or wherever you been Praising the Lord and you're living in sin Keeping it real, never follow the trend How do they pa** off living pretend This for my partners that's gettin' it in Just being honest I'm in it to win [?] [Verse 2] Get the f** out our way, young n***as marching your way I'm preaching truth to the youth Tell like a young MLK My n***as die every day, seems like it's never gon change Police just shoot us down and lock us up like slaves in the chase Hope you dare and construe me f** the judge and the jury I'm the man I'll take the stand, and pull out all of my j**elry That's two gold chains and a all gold Mixin' tell a n***a to acquit him And my vision, all about that chicken Motherf**ers better listen what I trickin' Start flipping, make your head turn accism Go hard motherf** the system Go soft so I'm off to benches My life live it off for the hinges I'm privileged you pretentious Ain't rich b**h, never got shift for Christmas Never being right n***as fight, n***as fight I'm blow you can't forget this Fly like Mike on the jet or a kite so long to all these midgets Wanna see me turn on your TV tweet me or log on to Skype n***a stressing the press cause they can't take flights You got one life and I got one mike [Hook:]