Blackburied by The Gard3n Lyrics
The blacker the berry
The sweeter the juice is
My Heart feeling heavy
They tell us we useless
They Killed dr sebi
For telling the truth is
The blacker the berry
The more niggas ruthless
Less morose and more pressure
They Mind controllin n finesse us
Left ya soul upon the dresser
Dressing up just to mess up
Grab the burner no questions
Never learning a lesson
Concerned where we heading
Evil terms are embedded
In the mind of our leaders
Don’t give af how they treat us
Masquerade as believers
But in the shade with elitist
Leave us alone nigga fuck em
On our own never trust em
All the omens u summoned
Karma call got em running
Yeah The rapture is coming
And I laugh cause it’s funny
Out the caste like mummy
Got em Stuck like a dummy
What they really want from us
Had us four Hunnid summers
Speak up don’t u mumble
Now we ready to rumble
Fuck being humble
No swiping on bumble
We Never trip but we stumble
Paying rent with her bundles
Layaway for the shoes
Water hose for a pool
Niggas bully at school
Going home to no food
Acknowledge ya privilege
And ya fake ass religion
Take yo ass to that sit in
If you really a Christian
I look up to the sky
Asking father but why
Do they want us to die
Look we tried and we tired
And We tired of the crying
And the blind leading blindmen
I guess we wait on yo timing
The sweeter the juice is
My Heart feeling heavy
They tell us we useless
They Killed dr sebi
For telling the truth is
The blacker the berry
The more niggas ruthless
Less morose and more pressure
They Mind controllin n finesse us
Left ya soul upon the dresser
Dressing up just to mess up
Grab the burner no questions
Never learning a lesson
Concerned where we heading
Evil terms are embedded
In the mind of our leaders
Don’t give af how they treat us
Masquerade as believers
But in the shade with elitist
Leave us alone nigga fuck em
On our own never trust em
All the omens u summoned
Karma call got em running
Yeah The rapture is coming
And I laugh cause it’s funny
Out the caste like mummy
Got em Stuck like a dummy
What they really want from us
Had us four Hunnid summers
Speak up don’t u mumble
Now we ready to rumble
Fuck being humble
No swiping on bumble
We Never trip but we stumble
Paying rent with her bundles
Layaway for the shoes
Water hose for a pool
Niggas bully at school
Going home to no food
Acknowledge ya privilege
And ya fake ass religion
Take yo ass to that sit in
If you really a Christian
I look up to the sky
Asking father but why
Do they want us to die
Look we tried and we tired
And We tired of the crying
And the blind leading blindmen
I guess we wait on yo timing