Fuhrman Tapes

Lyrics for Fuhrman Tapes

When I roll out, go out When I roll out, go out When I roll out, go out When I, when I Black pussy is the world's first religion Laying prostrate to her division of joy, I've been redeemed Bareback in the valley of kings Empire State can't carry the weight Rod with us or against Attempt an execution Shit's too critical for a euphemism Practical magic launder my rations Since '99, watching society slipping past us I won two longstanding bets on an orange fascist begrudgingly Butter leather cover me from the elements I ain't buying what you selling, B Tenement dweller knocking down wall for luxury loft Just white presence is a value increase Held deep under me since he But I still peep Every shut eye ain't sleep Sun rises in the east Where planes hang low But the pressure sky high I feel niggas when they be like "why even try?" I elect "Nature of the Threat" as the new black national anthem White panther, private dancer Shake that shit for a real nigga Been in the spot getting slizzered for some time now On some self-care shit, medicating They still murdering For standing up or lying down Unarmed, in a suit Birthday or mine, need my philosophy Pig reform policy is a nice pat on the gun wound No, no no, no idea is original That's wisdom from a fool that's still applicable That's not beef, it's just I'm not that into you Back in the east, crack fume mixed with Mr. LEan A dank shelter from American war machine Pills and lean, ain't been clean since the Afghani invasion Kush blazing, open cases, tossed a book They rich, we barefoot Niggas on the run, evening Style of attack: aggressively defensive Held a pistol, this be one of the memories It's the reason they don't look you in the eye It's the reason they change the subject every time It's the reason she don't look you in the eye It's the reason they change the subject every time It's the reason they don't look you in the eye It's the reason they change the subject every time You know the reason I don't look you in the eye You know the reason I change the subject every time Blood in, till its finished Ain't no out, you in it Days like hours, hours be like minutes When in doubt, assume everybody with it Everybody with it, everybody with it You'd be with it too if it wasn't you That raw be like sodium pentothal, tell the truth On accident It's cool you don't smoke how I do, I be practicing Cain laid his brother in a shallow grave and went about his day Yet God said not one hair on his head, now shake a leg Those glory days was generations in the feds Took two generations for these niggas to start doing drugs again Small victories, huh? Fled the village, accused of wizardry, huh? They never seen the light, personal Christ shots Muffled, but witnesses seen the light Before they dip, calmly pick that brass off the ground Don't call my jack with your hand out, it's hard all around It's the reason they change the subject every time It's the reason she don't look you in the eye It's the reason they change the subject every time It's the reason they don't look you in the eye It's the reason-