Ross’ Lyrics
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I go in the grave before I be a bi**h n***a
Better behave, you dealing with some rich n****s
We the lost symbols speak in cryptic code
Ancient wisdom valuable like gifts of Gold
I embark on life, my path is all math
I understand the codes these hackers can’t crack
I understand that folks expect me to fold
Community control to violate parole
I won’t fail, but a lot of men will
I’m iconic in the field like Solomon’s Seal
It’s just the intro
Allow my flow time to sink into the tempo
Free Mason, freelancer
Free agents, we faster
Big contracts, big contractors
Built pyramids, period, we masters
No Caterpillars, it was just a lot of n****s
A lot of great thinkers and a lot of great inventors
All white mansion, I’m the child of God
All black diamonds, times were hard
New Rolls Royce, guess you made it, ni**a
All-white neighborhood, you they favorite ni**a
My top back like JFK
They wanna push my top back like JFK
So, so I “JFK”
Join forces with the kings and we ate all day
Right now I could rewrite history
I stopped writing, so f**k it I’ll do it mentally
