Black Bastards lyrics

Artist  : Kmd 
Song : Black Bastards



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* this album was only released promotionally
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	"I ain't black, I ain't white!"(Repeat
12x)







[Zev Love X]



Well I'm a be a pleaser, if I had skeezer



I'd put skeezers stacked up like ice cubes in my
freezer



I'd rather live to be an old geezer, O.E.
squeezer



Any times I need a stress easer



Like Ebeneezer Scrooge I'm rude, my batting
average is huge



Making street kids like Quaker with the goods



For as a monkey spits, I never gots the shits



Some rappers is faking, they silicon tits with
plastic nipples



Pass the ripple, or anything sippable



Except for plum juice, the plums ???



Slip and slide, the next thing they say is we're
with pit



Who's to flip? Who's the bitch to get fucked by a
clip?



Ask Tyson, he knows about a hoe is rotten
juice



Want fifteen cent, and burning like a loose



I take it to the grudge match, and she made my
budget budge



Kick ehr in her snatch, and drown her in some
fudge



I judge trees by the fruits and the deepness of
the roots



Hard pack, and rats, chewing fruits of the
roots



Some are coming bums, some zoot suit apparel



Either way to wreck shop, lock, stock, and
barrel



Shirts I get ??? some dump especially when I
hump



Get dough by the lump sum then hops get the
jump



Sip wine in the dump, rowdy ways of any state



When I roll, bounce, rock, skate



Life will concentrate, concentration



Location's Strong Island, most skeezers on strike
like Penn Station



If you don't believe me, kid come, I'll show
you



We'll nurse the black bastards who act like they
know you



They say 'What up black?" I say "What
up?" I'm taking you black



Has to be hard they way they master how to act
black



Give my monkey slack, a funky track, still wack,
you're black



You suck, you're too black, get your back







	"Ya black bastard!"







[Some ragga toaster]



Ayo, yo bum raga a la



You ain't nothing but a dumb black bastard,
man



Your mama was a bastard, and your daddy, too







[Zev Love X]



Yo black, yo black, I'm back ransacking through
the stacks



Of maniacial thoughts I brought to distort the
black



Of mistakes of somthing, so Zev says "Keep
'em slum"



Styles to dough, rum is on my right



Of black bastards and bitches, which reminds me,
I left them out



Two on my list of shit I don't give a fuck
about



Smokes an artist and a butcher wears a smock



Like a butcher I gots beef with a a looptie for
my cock



Call me a carpenter from how a brick my lumber
got



Some now they try yard and black bumba clot



it was a lover's birthday party, a block from the
spot



On stage I heard some off-beat "Lick shots,
lick shots!"



Well goddamn, guess who, looking bitchy as
hell



Parker Lewis, well well, I brings an L



I gave him a "Beep beep" look, he acted
like he couldn't tell



I guess that was the sucker in him, ready sense
of smell



The door said it was insane, the price to
maintain



The damage has to be hard the way they master how
to act like



Or off the funky track to rock the house that can
bang



As we sat with curiosity and sipped champagne



See I became undergorund like the life in the
street



The love of the beat, large is the fleet



That will remain underground for all my boys who
souls sleep



Six feet deeper than the soles of my feet



it's like that, never the wack, and actual
fact



It's like this, sweet as a kiss, I've simply got
the knack



I've thought I've seen the worst with the pimps
and the macks



The blacks in skull caps, suckers keep popping
that







	"I ain't black, I ain't white!"(Repeat
12x)