Kanye west - New slaves (cover)
• Written by Hugo
got that whip at the garage
got that new track from minaj
got my cousins from the block
got your your maingirl by myside
break your neck, when u see my wallet size
break you , when i take whats yours,make it mine
lavished out possessions , jackets sewn by the heavens
got better brand flow , now you can't stop a nigga on the go
im trinindad james im all gold everything
im cashing out everything , got a throne fit for a king
got my finances in sync
growing up in the ghetto we had this hope and that dream
that one day life isn't gonna stay in its regular scheme
im breaking barriers for the community
born into the hood , not part of the mortality...rates
i swear by god ,one day it'll be face to face
and that spanish nigga firing that ak
im just trying to share my inappropriate vision
even if that means hugo acting a bit ignorant
even if that means fucking with the innocent
you see growing up. i was fed lies
it's only the fairest skin get to live the good life
now the niggers and spicks ,play the bad guy while
the other guys get to play the victimized
we riot when rodney king happened
oh no its the minorities are backlashing!
we're america the great , get treatment based of appearances
eat hot lead for thinking you can relate, before really even knowing us
now i know what your thinking hugo you ain't hood
that's because conscience kicked in
you can either live like a rodent , or join the table with kings
i think you know that life i wanted to take part in
but the others weren't having it ,white and brown shouldn't mix
now i'm a bit contradicting,
but i can pull out the card anytime
i can do whatever i please just like my rhymes
i remember being 11 waiting at the doctor office
there was this whitekid play with his toys
asked me if i cared to join ,but his mom wasn't ok with it
she said "jimmy you know you're not allowed to play with mexicans "
my mom never heard about it , but shit like this really sticks like glue
i have a certain agenda whenit comes the the color of your skin issue
we're slaves we're romaing puppets
we're told how we should act based off our surroundings
well i guess the puppeteer forgot about me
i ain't about to bend over hermano believe me
only way to stop greatness is cutting my oxygen until hugito can't breathe
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Hugo
Member since January 16 2014