12 Problems

歌詞

Yeah, y'all bogus Real goofy I ain't never lost focus Nah, y'all bogus Yeah, the dark flesh Bob Mar' Speak mine, what you thought dem 99 problems was? War on drugs, legality They got us on fallacies Resorted in casualties I was supposed to resort in the Maldives Now, we in the rallies, now Boxin' in IG now, boxin' like Ali In the memory pourin' Hennessy and Bumbu shot reachin' for the ID Get off my neck, nigga, 'less you a Cuban link ('less you a Cuban link) I think like the Cubans Think you'll never get Assata back Wе got ya back T Mallory Carry on like a Prada bag My dogs wit like they quartеr lab In the backseat of a patrol car, that's luck they ain't call the cornerer Should be hall of fame, corridor (Corridor) The way we run it back (The way we run it back) You'd think it's 63 (63) I'm thinkin' 60 3's (60 3's) Hunnid and eighty degrees Get ya shit straight, mr. police Did the same thing to Cochise Did the same thing to Rhaheem Did the same thing in our reality, y'all bogus I got 99 problems and 12 still the biggest I got 99 problems Baton, bullets, triggers I got 99 problems and 12 still the biggest I got 99 problems Baton, bullets, triggers Death come in 3's Every month March, every month March 33 Nip, gotta a heavy heart His killer in jail, y'all don't get that part Cops kill lawfully, no remorse I don't wanna hear arguments no more about black on black When white on white They kill they own too And cops the only ones who ain't accountable Black men in jail for a ounce or two For us it's punishable (And they still ain't free) Look at the weed business (Look at the weed business) White man makin' booku (Booku) in Timbuktu Hope they praying at the mosque for us When you create your own You don't care what they top floor is Y'all thirteenth superstition We get a thirteenth amendment We get a shot back without a shot back, take the shot back and vaccines All we see is murder, murder, murder, murder And you wonder why we gotta disorder? Anxiety, ya die not passing sobriety Atlanta, Georgia, that's some shit I got 99 problems and 12 still the biggest I got 99 problems Baton, bullets, triggers I got 99 problems and 12 still the biggest I got 99 problems Baton, bullets, triggers You're never seen as a victim (Never seen as a victim) Watch you run and walk miles in Michael Vick Tims Been dogged out (Been dogged), no paws in house No daddy, no papi, who the kids gonna call now? (Who the kids gonna call?) But you steady killin' they fathers left and right, our brothers They tryna take you out (They can't take us out) We don't die, we multiply Black man, black woman, 12