Singer: Joey Badass
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Song: Rockabye Baby
Joey Badass - Rockabye Baby Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (03:43-223-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:00.00]By RentAnAdviser.com
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[00:21.40]Yeah, yeah
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[00:25.60]I said niggas pop shit all the time
[00:28.40]Me I don't trip 'cause they know I'm never lyin'
[00:31.10]Lookin' between the lines
[00:32.30]Feel like Ali in his prime
[00:34.10]As-Salaam-Alaikum, alaikum salaam
[00:37.10]Peace to my Slimes, and peace to my Crips
[00:39.90]Neighborhood police and they always on the shift
[00:42.60]Protect my Bloods, look out for my cause
[00:45.20]When it's all said and done, we be the realest there was
[00:48.60]Who else if just not us?
[00:50.50]If you 'bout this revolution, please stand up
[00:53.30]We ain't got no one to trust
[00:54.90]Time is running up, feel the burn in my gut
[00:57.80]And if you got the guts, scream, "Fuck Donald Trump"
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[01:00.90]We don't give a fuck, never had one to give
[01:03.60]Never will forget, probably never will forgive
[01:06.80]Uh, I guess that's just how it is
[01:09.20]And they still won't let the Black man live
[01:12.10]Feel the energy surge through my veins when I flow
[01:15.30]Mentally, I can never be controlled
[01:18.00]No sympathy for foes, my enemies exposed
[01:21.00]Will they remember me when I'm gone?
[01:23.60]I say rockabye, rockabye, rockabye baby
[01:26.80]Shotta boy, shotta boy, shotta go crazy
[01:29.70]Me nuh play games, so please don't play me
[01:32.50]Look at what they made me
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[01:36.30]I'm part of the reason they still Crippin' out in Brooklyn
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[01:40.30]Before I was an artist I would book 'em, mm
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[01:43.30]Push ya shit back while on them front line, nigga, ya lunch time
[01:46.30]I'm by them stop sign, you love that wi-fi
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[01:49.10]On mamas for them dirty dollars, brains on collars
[01:52.00]Park the car around the corner, I'll be there in a second
[01:54.60]The murder weapon on me, fuck if this bitch start flamin'
[01:57.50]The cops patrollin', get that punk ass American flag ceremony
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[02:02.10]Aww, damn am I going too far?
[02:03.80]Give you some flavor to borrow
[02:05.20]Bitch yeah it came with the car
[02:06.50]It's off-white, leveled the hard
[02:07.90]You ball, might come with a charge
[02:09.40]Your kids don't know you no more
[02:10.70]Your girl's draws stay on the floor
[02:12.20]No phone call accepted in weeks
[02:13.70]Your son picked up on your beef, real shit
[02:16.30]From gettin' lynched in field in...........
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