Freddie Gibbs - Blackest In The Room lyrics

Yeah, yeah you know what, Al?
Y you know what I'm sayin'? What
What a nigga do if I went so, so
So cold with this shit? You dig? (So cold)
Yeah

Where would you go? What would you
Do? Who would you screw? Black Forces
So his brain ain't leave a stain on my shoe
Uh, this GOAT talk
Bet they put my face on that mountain too
(yeah) blackest in the room like I'm
Sam Cooke at the Fontainebleau (yeah, yeah)
Blackest in the room like I'm
Sam Cooke at the Copa (yeah)
East Gary niggas
We stick together like dope and soda
Put that shit on Nation
My cliquelation on Costra Nostra
If I smoked him on this side
Will I see him when I cross over? Damn
Gotta spit it 'cause it sit on my heart
The shit I think when I look up at the stars
I went to jail
The warden put me in the hole 'cause
I wouldn't rap for the guards
I had bars back when Lambo burned
From the streets to the cell, bitch, I bail
All well (All well)
Got the AK with the catcher
We ain't leavin' no shells
Plus I'm surgical with this bitch
Like Training Day Denzel, yeah
Blackest in the room, Fred Hampton
They came and shot it up
Blackest in the room
Jeff Fort when he hit Gaddafi up
Blackest in the room
Why can't niggas hit Clarence Thomas up?
My cousin live in Flint
She been sick since they fucked the water up

I start the drama up (You forgot)
Black suit's and black curses
Limo service pick your mama up
(Pick your mama up, bitch)
Checked out on that ambulance
Too late to hit the doctor up (yeah)
Cut off all my bitches from last year
I cleaned my roster up (Cut that bitch)
A nigga did a rebuild, tons on the scizale
Shows, I need a hundred fifty
Thousand like I'm Ezal
(I need a hundred fifty thou')
Sent in on the truck
The pack too big to do the mizail
Tried to kick that cup
But fucked around and I got a refill
Fuck around, we gon' find out
Fuck around, get found slumped
Silly bitches
They be worried 'bout a nigga body
Count 'stead of countin' up
Forgiato with the floatin' caps
On the new 'Lac, got it mounted up
Baby tried to throw that ass out
But I was passed out and she was out of luck
Yeah, you out of luck, bitch
Nervous 'cause detectives is lurkin'
They pick the workers up (yeah)
Jump it off like Bizzy and Juicy
I fuck these verses up
Kane Train kick door, shorty
You just a burglar (yeah)
My pistol in my pillow
I sleep amongst all the murderers
Nervous 'cause detectives is lurkin'
They pick the workers up (yeah)
Jump it off like Bizzy and Juicy
I fuck these verses up (Kane Train, bitch)
Niggas don't give no fuck, if you die
They might shoot your service up (Baow)
My pistol in my pillow, I sleep
Amongst all the murderers, nigga, yeah

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