{"id":227577,"created_at":"2021-07-21 20:02:54","updated_at":"2024-05-12 20:58:01","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2021-07-21 20:02:54","original_id":null,"artist_id":110379,"title":"Da Blaq Manifesto","slug":"da-blaq-manifesto","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"Whoah! Whoah! Ehh yeah yeah!\r\nYeah yeah, yeah yeah\r\nYeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!\r\nStrongBow on sum other shit!\r\n\r\nHook:\r\nI see broke men riding on some Mercedes\r\nWe choose flows and forget all of these messages\r\nWe lose dough and keep teaching kids to swim on it\r\nBut we're woke now they're shooting all the carriages\r\nYou hear that \"step out!\" Afraid to leave your vehicle\r\nThey gon' blast ya and throw out all '\u0435m cartridges\r\n\r\n \r\n\r\n'Cause in this life this b\u0435 how it is it's crazy but it's how it is\r\n\r\nVerse:\r\n'Cause you can be cloned now, in a body that's filled with preservatives\r\nI'll teach ya fuck scriptures, see figures, smart niggas\r\nBig pictures, not bloggers\r\nThey're hustlers, like we does\r\nSo relying on them gives you dark anxiety\r\nIn this life this be how it is\r\nIt's either you live to tell a story\r\nOr just rest in mystery\r\nAnd live out fake memories\r\nBut this just ain't what's being sold\r\nI'll go to hell if it's gold\r\nI prolly will they want souls\r\nI don't value my own\r\nI'm always stuck on my phone\r\nI watch dum fuckas float\r\nOn grey bunks and big boats\r\nBut I feel like they be foam\r\n'Cause that shit is getting old\r\nGive respects to J. Cole with Nas,2Pac they rolled\r\nA perfect joint when I was stoned\r\nSo let my story get told\r\nI'm one of those you never hold\r\nA canon sony not a hole\r\nI got raised in hell's hole\r\nSo I know how this shit goes\r\nWant my soul (how much you want for it?)\r\nCoz now it's not just what you know\r\nWe want more than fake homes\r\nWe plan more cash less hoes\r\nYou keep streaming your own\r\nBut we're spliffing our own\r\nIt's either black or you're gold\r\nWanna be Midas you'll choke\r\nOn these bars I'll unfold\r\nJust let my story get told\r\nGive money to fuckas\r\nThe power is ours\r\nR3LOADED messiah\r\nWith shades on I'm higher\r\nWe're spilling MOFAYA\r\nYou'll redo kumbaya\r\nJwayel' uzogcwala\r\nNgaSmell UZOVAYA\r\nYou've seen us\r\nYou want some\r\nIf you do you'll get none\r\nWe're chasing some papers\r\nFor natives to keep up\r\nCoz this shit is still on us\r\nThey do what they wanna\r\nWe go with 'em hammers\r\nHabitual we're local\r\nThey pull up and tell me to cut it\r\nLike a rebel would stop rabble rousing\r\nEnraged I scream HELLSING. (Yeah yah Dead, yah)","download_count":105,"play_count":9,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2024-05-12","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/60f\/861\/1a9\/thumb_708467_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}
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Song Lyrics:
Whoah! Whoah! Ehh yeah yeah!
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!
StrongBow on sum other shit!
Hook:
I see broke men riding on some Mercedes
We choose flows and forget all of these messages
We lose dough and keep teaching kids to swim on it
But we're woke now they're shooting all the carriages
You hear that "step out!" Afraid to leave your vehicle
They gon' blast ya and throw out all 'еm cartridges
'Cause in this life this bе how it is it's crazy but it's how it is
Verse:
'Cause you can be cloned now, in a body that's filled with preservatives
I'll teach ya fuck scriptures, see figures, smart niggas
Big pictures, not bloggers
They're hustlers, like we does
So relying on them gives you dark anxiety
In this life this be how it is
It's either you live to tell a story
Or just rest in mystery
And live out fake memories
But this just ain't what's being sold
I'll go to hell if it's gold
I prolly will they want souls
I don't value my own
I'm always stuck on my phone
I watch dum fuckas float
On grey bunks and big boats
But I feel like they be foam
'Cause that shit is getting old
Give respects to J. Cole with Nas,2Pac they rolled
A perfect joint when I was stoned
So let my story get told
I'm one of those you never hold
A canon sony not a hole
I got raised in hell's hole
So I know how this shit goes
Want my soul (how much you want for it?)
Coz now it's not just what you know
We want more than fake homes
We plan more cash less hoes
You keep streaming your own
But we're spliffing our own
It's either black or you're gold
Wanna be Midas you'll choke
On these bars I'll unfold
Just let my story get told
Give money to fuckas
The power is ours
R3LOADED messiah
With shades on I'm higher
We're spilling MOFAYA
You'll redo kumbaya
Jwayel' uzogcwala
NgaSmell UZOVAYA
You've seen us
You want some
If you do you'll get none
We're chasing some papers
For natives to keep up
Coz this shit is still on us
They do what they wanna
We go with 'em hammers
Habitual we're local
They pull up and tell me to cut it
Like a rebel would stop rabble rousing
Enraged I scream HELLSING. (Yeah yah Dead, yah)
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