BlackBolshevik CD (autographed/only existing copy)
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
Artwork by me, autographed copy of the only physical remnant of BlackBolshevik
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lyrics
Little nigga where they do that,
If we feel blue then we move with the mac,
Count down from two then
We move to attack,
Burberry trenches secludin the gat,
Niggas be beggin to
Be on my tracks,
Took out his verse cause that
Nigga was whack,
He aint retreat, he retrievin the strap
You got till 10 till
That nigga come back
He whistleblow like a dolphin,
Now that boy swimmin with Darwin,
Why you cosplayin like you comin
Straight out the Mansion,
Little nigga you outta Narberth,
Gang full of crackas like Caleb McLaughlin,
Jumpin you niggas release my endorphins,
Put you in check like
A Nike endorsement,
Niggas be bitches, they anthropomorphic,
Fuck on his bitch while his
Sister record it,
I dropped the album and nobody bought it,
Pain that reside in my spirit be endless,
Stole from a elderly white,
Im a menace,
Dont give a fuck if you niggas offended,
We just spit fire on his block
Then reversed it and did it again,
Niggas thought it was Tenet,
Fuck the United States military,
Ima walk on the premise and slap
All the generals
All the niggas that glorify the
Troubled life of the ghetto ain’t
Never seen dead bodies,
Nigga thought he was gang till
The cops made that shit all fall down,
Now he tellin it thru the wire,
Niggas pressin on me for a bitch and
Be sendin me threats and be lyin bout gunfire,
All my shootas gon shoot, is you stupid,
Dont pull it out if
You aint finna use it
Pussy so scared that his mind is diluted,
Thought he saw me at his family reunion,
Take niggas soul and then send that shit up,
Wont come back down,
Nigga fuck Isaac Newton,
Ran in his crib then
We robbed and we looted,
Sent to his fam with the fingers included,
Rest of the shit we gon sell,
You can only get it in one place like
A datpiff exclusive,
Did the same shit to his bitch so
She wont feel excluded,
Im an equal opportunist,
Them bullets spread like a rumor,
Might leave a hole in his head bout
The size of tumor,
Kill a nigga daddy feel like Akuma,
Teach you how to hustle
Feel like a tutor,
Opps steady thinkin we cool
I’m just settin you up for a murder like
Army recruiters
Where they do that,
If we feel blue then we move with the mac,
Count down from two then
We move to attack,
Burberry trenches secludin the gat
Niggas be beggin to
Be on my tracks,
Took out his verse cause that
Nigga was whack,
He aint retreat, he retrievin the strap
You got till 10 till
That nigga come back
