Terayle, Typical Div , Kuji Young - Black magic lyrics

"I wake up in the mornin' and ask myself
Is life with livin', should I blast myself
I’m tireda bein' poor, even worse and Black
My stomach hurts so I’m looking
For a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a Negro
Pull the trigger kill the nigga he’s a hero"
22 years later we still singin' it
It’s still relevant
But yo believe me when I tell you that
Your life matters more than you know
Just keep believing
It’s gon resonate the more that you grow
Whether you hеavyweight or featherwеight
Keep fighting for mo
Obama guaranteed a change and
It's comin fasho i promise
Blinds open, the birds chirping
The sun shinin'
Tony Hawk with the revolution
I love grindin'
In high school I was definition
I loved rhymin' but now my name is my name
But yo the irony is I’m actually thankful for
My mother cause she spelled it different
It gave me leverage to make it
Different and make a difference
I’m on a mission for more
Moreno Valley ain’t the only
Valley imma explore
I’m tryna make it to a better life
A life where money accessible and
I spend it right
Where creativity flowin' and never paralyzed
Where peace and harmony trending
And always televised
Where everybody know name and
They spell it right (haha)

Everybody in this would on 100
They just wanna riot
I just want a little piece of it
And someone I can trust with
A little but of love
With a little bit of love

Aye, Aye, Look
Back boy, black girl, yo life matter
Black sister, black mother, yo life matter
Black fathers, black brothers
Yo life matters
Everybody matters but you? you black magic

I can't believe I every paid
Money to cut my hair
Thinkin' a value to a salary is what I wear
Thinkin' a Ceasar made it easier
To be right here
Code-Switchin' - my rendition
Tryna sound White-Clear
Young, hipster Black Boy embarrassed
Of the magic seen he had a crown but wasn't
Raised how to grab it
Until he seen bein' Black wasn't a habit
It was coated in the blood, shit
It was threaded in the fabric
Soon young Langston Hughes was his hero
Marc garvey, G carver was his heroes
Whether you Ibo, Creole, or just Negro
Yo mama bleed gold and you
Are still my people
I seen yo light from the God up above
You was destined for a smile
Not a cell, not a slug thug?
That's somebody mama son
They need love - give that baby a hug
Talk to em, hey

Everybody in this would on 100
They just wanna riot
I just want a little piece of it
And someone I can trust with
A little but of love
With a little bit of love

Aye, Aye, Look
Back boy, black girl, yo life matter
Black sister, black mother, yo life matter
Black fathers, black brothers
Yo life matters
Everybody matters but you? you black magic

Everybody in this would on 100
They just wanna riot
I just want a little piece of it
And someone I can trust with
A little but of love
With a little bit of love

Aye, Aye, Look
Back boy, black girl, yo life matter
Black sister, black mother, yo life matter
Black fathers, black brothers
Yo life matters
Everybody matters but you? you black magic

Look
"I wake up in the mornin' and ask myself
Is life with livin', should I blast myself
I’m tireda bein' poor, even worse and Black
My stomach hurts so I’m looking
For a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a Negro
Pull the trigger kill the nigga he’s a hero"
22 years later we still singin' it