Blak Iz Blak Lyrics - Singles - Bamboozled

Peep the math, Mau Mau be about land and freedom 

Reparation and apologies, for Africa to America Odysseys 

Guerrilla type tactics on them socialistic fallacies 

It be about, the devastations of the social doministic thought 

Keep a brown man down sport 

They wantin' to keep eye in vengeance set nigga 

The way Franz Fanon put it, you lucky I ain't wretched yet 

You fucked up in the game now 

It's big black, Mr. Chairman of the Mau Mau 

I hear the world in all black surround sound 

Barricaded so you can't move around now 

Doing this for my clan that ain't around now 

Buried six feet deep beneath the ground now 

My loud sound pound down make the earth crush in and bow down 

There's fault lines in the ground now shake 'em down 

Black Chevy, Mau Maus, get ready 

Blaow blaow, black deadly, femme fatal 

Underground, rats in this rat race 

And black race cats sell out to the black face 

And rag grin, laugh not my light skin 

Be S M O O T H from P H 

Backseat strappin' in 

'Cause I'm the only bitch with big black and them 

Who the crew? M A U, M A U, gun ready 

'Bout to attack the track with black is black 

Well how black? Black heart, black mind, black soul 

Mau Maus we was born to roll 

Who the crew? M A U, M A U, aim fire 

'Bout to attack the track with black is black 

How black? Black womb till we reach the black hearse 

What's black? Shade of the Universe 

Yo, yo yo when mo black start to black out bitches pass out 

Stick my black dick in they mouth and dig they back out 

Black monk like The Salonius 

The government got a black phobia 

That's why they tap my black Nokia 

Black fathers, black mothers, black brothers 

Handcuffed to each other, goin' upstate in black buses 

Black thugs, wrap drugs in backwoods 

Smoke till they got black tongues 

Black lips and black lungs 

Black is black, wack MC's get smacked 

Forced to go home and dial 1 800 I can't rap 

Aiyyo who that? Yo right there blue eyes, and black hair 

Kill 'em with a rhyme, or the bottom of my Nike Air's 

So quick son pick one, you don't want me to finish 

Or I'll quickly take you to 1950 and do you like the British 

Head on a spear, contusions ear to ear 

For Africa maxima, I'm a drive you out of here 

Mr. 1 16th, born to kill your self esteem 

Born from part devil, part cracker from queens 

Knowledge that we drop, you don't even build with 

That's like me winnin' a rap Grammy, givin' it to Little Smith 

Who the crew? M A U, M A U, gun ready 

'Bout to attack the track with black is black 

Well how black? Black heart, black mind, black soul 

Mau Maus we was born to roll 

Who the crew? M A U, M A U, aim fire 

'Bout to attack the track with black is black 

How black? Black womb till we reach the black hearse 

What's black? Shade of the Universe 

Yo everything black is wack and shit 

Blackheads, blackmail, black cats and shit 

Funerals, niggaz gotta wear black and shit 

Black cars, black clothes on they backs and shit 

Blackballed, if we don't kiss they ass and shit 

Blacklisted see ya nigga, and you're gone that's it 

White bitches, they wanna be black and shit 

Tan lotion on they white flat ass and shit 

Aiyyo all the Mau Maus gather up and let's attack 

Because they're tryin' to fuck with our images 

And I think that shit is crazy wack 

And as a matter of fact, they want us niggaz 

To smile and laugh I guess they never seen a bloodbath 

Brothers and sisters are dyin', babies are bein taken out 

So what the fuck they want me to rap about? 

About how happy I am, to be livin' in the slum 

Where little shorties walk around totin' big guns 

Who the crew? M A U, M A U, gun ready 

'Bout to attack the track with black is black 

Well how black? Black heart, black mind, black soul 

Mau Maus we was born to roll 

Who the crew? M A U, M A U, aim fire 

'Bout to attack the track with black is black 

How black? Black womb till we retilach the black hearse 

What's black? Shade of the Universe 

Hard black droppin' science, born to roll 

Mau Maus droppin' science, born to roll 

Hard black droppin' science, born to roll 

Mau Maus droppin' science, born to roll 

Nigga, nigga you think these rhymes? 

You think they fuckin' rhymes? this this this this philosophy 

This the end of red neck ass catastrophes 

Puttin' a plunger in the ass of my history 

Forty one shots of reality for the generations to come after me 

As it be, hell hath no fury like a black man scorned 

Nigga black is black, you've officially been warned 

Nigga you've officially been warned 

You hear me? you've you you've officially been warned 

You've been told nigga, you've been fuckin' officially been warned 

This is for your dome, straight up 

Mau Mau style, back from the forest knahmean? 

You've officially been told how it's gon' come down 

End of millennium style 

You've officially been told how it's gon' be, knahmean? 

Hard black, Mau Mau 

Smooth black, Mau Mau 

Big black, Mau Mau 

1 16th black, Mau Mau 

Joe Black, Mo Black, Double Black