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    I BE D'EE(EXPLICITLY)

    Everybody and they motha

    has an opinion

    last time I checked

    it's on my neck

    whether I enter the King's Dominion

    2 be or not 2 be

    who the fuck is D'ee

    salt of the earth

    or the epitome

    of a nigga

    don't waste ya likka

    just drink

    while I think

    of new ways

    2 blaze

    on Tuesdays

    when I die soon momma

    lay me out on a sofa

    play Sankofa

    yeah

    it's not wrong 2 go back 4 that which you've forgotten

    unless you're a dickhead

    brain dead

    eatin fruit that's rotten

    from the devil's tree

    who I be

    do you really give a fuck

    that I be D'ee

     

    Cyber space phonetics

    maa'fuckaas thinkin

    they spit

    is the shit

    being hailed in the Senate

    negro pleeze

    nigga freeze

    arrogance of the soul

    outta control

    is a disease

    a true artist spend so much time on his knees

    suckin the world's dick

    die 4 your craft

    if need be

    the shit is sick

    real shit

    real spit

    don't bring immediate dividends

    means don't justify the end

    can't pretend

    2 know D'ee

    I ain't got no friends

    only family blood or spirit

    hear it

    I'm j.d. salinger

    A Catcher in the Rye

    disappear

    for years

    you don't know why

    Did D'ee die

    no

    just don't dig livin a lie

    who I be

    do you really give a fuck

    that I be D'ee

     

    Got a family that gotta find me

    Blood brother calls

    appalled

    nigga we blood

    thanks 4 remindin me

    growin up

    in the Up Chuck

    of warring factions

    so I don't wait

    or deliberate

    don't give a fuck about people's reactions

    my neck spin

    so much sin

    I participated in

    I'm in traction

    broken back

    from flak

    guerilla attacks

    left me in constant pain

    only reason I'm here is be'cuz of Mattahorn's bad aim

    ain't tryin 2 change the game

    just wanna write

    what is my right

    fuck who's 2 blame

    2 much retention

    worrying about people's intentions

    leave ya insane

    who I be

    do you really give a fuck

    that I be D'ee

     

    Tell my daughter 2 enjoy the moment

    life ain't a cell phone

    ya can't roam it

    gotta stand

    and claim your turf

    this ain't no drug war

    bullshit is a whore

    I abhor

    this is about self-worth

    can't nobody go witcha

    when ya go from bein a sperm

    2 getting eaten by worms

    6 feet in the earth

    don't be mislead

    dead is dead

    unless you've paid enuf of a price

    2 have a price on your head

    everybody got an opinion

    and an ass-SOUL

    the world say you spittin black diamonds

    ya know it's black coal

    only one way 2 roll

    take a bit outta life

    get butt nekked

    erected

    and fuck a slice

    until reality takes a toll

    and it will

    feels like ya eatin lead paint from a ghetto winowsill

    a poisoned pill

    in the end

    ain't family and friends

    that force your heart 2 still

    it's self-loathing and depression

    so I made a mold of my black dick

    and left a lasting impression

    Brotha D'ee

    this is me

    in a nutshell

    can't bust a nut

    unless a dick swells

    with the blood of my blood

    that's it

    momma don't forget

    2 lay me face down

    so all who wasn't round

    when my system was down

    can kiss my

    Indigo

    Mandingo

    ass

    fuck a class

    I graduated ghetto Come

    some

    Lawdy Summa

    'till the bitter end

    rocked

    Pac

    Malcolm, Huey P, Shaka Zulu and Kwame Nkrumah

    who I be

    do you really give a fuck

    that I be D'ee

     

     

    do you really give a fuck

    that I  be D'ee

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    • 23 January 2011
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