Nantes – Kareem Campbell + The Ghetto Bird Lyrics

F*ck rap this a political statement
They should place me in the office wit the scandals and bitches
Might flip a legislature for the niggas that's bout it
Nerdy niggas readin' manga wit they mental on titties (JOSUKE!)
Snub nosed steel spittin' shells up in the bity
We dodge them shots wit finesse, idolizin' our brothers
And older cousins that's active
Screamin' out Suu Whoop
They dip off tinted whippin' a Civic or Plymouth
Twistin' metal like fingers that we cast in the air
Bitches thick as some yams, know I got a sweet tooth (Hey baby!)
Quite the murderous clown if I step wit a TEC
Kuz I'm just a bookworm who get no props in the hood
Educatin' these niggas who out here bangin' for nothin
Representation is tainted, they wanna rap and be ignant (Stupid ass nigga)
And know nothin bout the set like where it start or it finish
Take back to what it was and reestablish the movement (Black Power, nigga)
But I'm speakin' out the side of my neck affront the elders
Standin' in the Fire Temple on Adams, no need for shelter
Flamed up like Link in his tunic, dodgin' the heat
If a nigga disrespect, he get beat just like the street
Bro, chill you better quit that shit and keep watch
You a skater, keep your head on a swivel and know the odds
Don't fake the funk out here fucked and might get popped
Tryna impress us by bein something you know not, lil nigga
Ay, it's only proper that I get paid
If a nigga slide then we catchin' fades, yea
It's only proper that I get laid
But I don't treat a bitch like bae, nah
It's only proper that I get paid
If a nigga slide then we catchin' fades
It's only proper that I get laid
F*ck a bitch but don't treat her like bae, nah
I circle back to the block
Just know I've skated thru cities, trekked to Inglewood wit my game console in tow
F*ck dough, a nigga tryna make bread in this bitch
Travel the bity, unprotected wit the faith of the streets
Thinkin bout you niggas flexin' the connections you keep
Kuz if I'm chasin' dollars then you know I'm really down bad
Givin' up my griptape then I'm goin out sad
Sacrifice this hollow life for the allure of red flags
But ain't nothin wrong wit the bangin'
Just know the shit been different
OG DooDirty flockin' and Pookie out here snitchin'
Thievery rampant on blocks where they governin' unjust
Aimin' they barrels at brothers and then sayin' "**** us"
The liberation start from within, you can't even be yourself when you pushin' the pen
Spewin' lies over trap snares to impress grown men
Who don't have they shit together on they 40th kid
But f*ck it, I digress you may have the floor
I'm enticed by this ramp, tryna get airborne
Become a ghetto bird soarin' over Slauson and more
I see Adams, see Vermont, and the Jungles, and Venice
See Bronson and Wilshire before I'm snapped back, nigga
They sayin "Bro, you better dead that shit and keep watch
You a skater, keep your head on a swivel and know the odds
Hide that red flag round here, nigga, don't get us popped
Fake the funk for them YouTube niggas, we on the block
What you expect one time circle the temple hot
Flamed up in the enemy hood, you'd better stop
You gon false claim, nigga, proceed to cop a Glock (Scary ass nigga)
Metronome say your time comin' tick and a tock
Better maneuver and evade, duck and fuckin' dodge
If a OG catch you slippin' and then you might get dropped so tighten up
And stop tryna be something you not, lil nigga"
Ay, it's only proper that I get paid
If a nigga slide then we catchin' fades, yea
It's only proper that I get laid
But I don't treat a bitch like bae, nah
It's only proper that I get paid
If a nigga slide then we catchin' fades
It's only proper that I get laid
F*ck a bitch but don't treat her like bae, nah