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album: "Going Up" (2019) (with Byron Juane & Canon)

The Man lyrics - Derek Minor

[Derek Minor:]
Everything lookin' grand (Lookin' grand, yeah)
Got me feelin' like the man (Feelin' like the man, yeah)
I'll never let this moment out my hand (Out my hand, yeah)
Got me feelin' like the man (Feelin' like the man)
Like the man, yeah, feelin' like the man, (Yeah, feelin' like the man)
Like the man, ayy, feelin' like the man, (Feelin' like the man)
Like the man, uh, feelin' like the man, (Feelin' like the man)
Like the man, uh, feelin' like the man

[Byron Juane:]
You see all this gold it's on my own (Missing all that gold)
You mistaken dog, I ain't come alone (I ain't come alone)
I'ma zoo round these parts, I'm the GOAT, what you really want?
'Ere ain't nothin' that I'm on, nothing swish
Now I'm flippin' mo' with ISPG cold
Watch your euros 'cause they let you down
Hits don't pay bro, get yours crib cup, but don't play around
Ayy that's a play around, turn over this turn around
Turntable now I'm spinnin' now, know I eat good
Ain't that in-n-out, losses stay on zero (Zero)
July 'Grams don't kilo, died to see those up beneath me
But ain't no T.V, I know y'all see me
Dubs on T,V, life so peschi, glide like Giannis, ball like KD I know y'all hate it
Y'all say it, think I need a hiatus, you know

[Derek Minor:]
Everything lookin' grand (Lookin' grand, yeah)
Got me feelin' like the man (Feelin' like the man, yeah)
I'll never let this moment out my hand, (Out my hand, yeah)
Got me feelin' like the man, (Feelin' like the man)
Like the man, yeah, feelin' like the man, (Yeah, feelin' like the man)
Like the man, ayy, feelin' like the man (Feelin' like the man)
Like the man, uh, feelin' like the man, (Feelin' like the man)
Like the man, uh, feelin' like the man

[Canon:]
Ha, ha, ha
Yeah
Feelin' like the man
Bracket full of bands, yeah (Yeah)
All my homies eatin', yet I was part of the plan
Soon as we hit the party, I got permission to dance
Got my lady on my arms, a girl with nothing here
Freeze the top of my watch, 'bout time that she make them beg her
We like green light's opponent, my yellow bone make 'em mega (Whoa)
I got my own material, you linen look like a pass that drippin' barbecue
Tender loafers, may your homies care to, uh
I'm feelin' brand new, I don't know what I might do, huh
I'ma give bags to the taker (Yeah), don't watch me, watch my shoes (Yeah)
All they see is fellow Charlie in the room (Yeah)
They sayin' this is fondue, shorty can I get a one dance
I can show you later how to move
Move, huh, move, huh, yeah

[Derek Minor & Canon:]
Everything lookin' grand (Lookin' grand, yeah)
Got me feelin' like the man (Feelin' like the man)
Like the man, yeah
I'll never let this moment out my hand (Out my hand)
Got me feelin' like the man (Feelin' like the man)
Like the man, yeah
Like the man, yeah, feelin' like the man
Like the man, yeah
Like the man, ayy, feelin' like the man
Like the man, yeah
Like the man, uh, feelin' like the man
Like the man, yeah
Like the man, uh, feelin' like the man

Going In lyrics - Derek Minor

I can't be stop, you are a opp
Get out my way, I gotta win
Act like I'm not the one on the top
We been here before, you know what I did
I'm on my job, I'm doing my thing
I flex on you, boys, I do it again
They say whatever and I don't do talkin'
You lose the score, I'm going on

I can't be stop, you are a opp
Get out my way, I gotta win
Act like I'm not the one on the top
We been here before, you know what I did
I'm on my job, I'm doing my thing
I flex on you, boys, I do it again
They say whatever and I don't do talkin'
You lose the score, I'm going on

I can't be stop, you are a opp
Get out my way, I gotta win
Act like I'm not the one on the top
We been here before, you know what I did
I'm on my job, I'm doing my thing
I flex on you, boys, I do it again
They say whatever and I don't do talkin'
You lose the score, I'm going on

Ay, I'm going fifty for fifty
Me and the team is superb
I got it out of the dirt, uh
I pulled it out of the ground, uh
Everything on my own, huh
Too cold to the bone, huh
Top dawg, I'm alone, whole pack backtracked to the throne

Yeah, ay, look at the shine on the ring
Look at the ring, I'm a king, uh
Look at the king in his court, this a breaking report
I got time to make amends
Ay, time to get the win, ay
Flexin' on you boys, workin' out again
Ten outta ten, dub yet again

I can't be stop, you are a opp
Get out my way, I gotta win
Act like I'm not the one on the top
We been here before, you know what I did
I'm on my job, I'm doing my thing
I flex on you, boys, I do it again
They say whatever and I don't do talkin'
You lose the score, I'm going on

I can't be stop, you are a opp
Get out my way, I gotta win
Act like I'm not the one on the top
We been here before, you know what I did
I'm on my job, I'm doing my thing
I flex on you, boys, I do it again
They say whatever and I don't do talkin'
You lose the score, I'm going on

I'm going in, yeah, yeah
I gotta win, yeah, yeah
Heard you be talkin' a lot, I'm here to say it again, uh
They sound crazy, I agree with that notion
Come through like train
Loco-my-motion
L came from the gutter
Why you playin' around if you don't know?
Everybody threats that I know
Even granny walk around with a Draco
Haters look at me like, oh, no
'Cause my teeth look like I bit snow cone
And my big truck messin' up the ozone
If you ridin' my wave better hold on, hold on

I can't be stop, you are a opp
Get out my way, I gotta win
Act like I'm not the one on the top
We been here before, you know what I did
I'm on my job, I'm doing my thing
I flex on you, boys, I do it again
They say whatever and I don't do talkin'
You lose the score, I'm going on

I can't be stop, you are a opp
Get out my way, I gotta win
Act like I'm not the one on the top
We been here before, you know what I did
I'm on my job, I'm doing my thing
I flex on you, boys, I do it again
They say whatever and I don't do talkin'
You lose the score, I'm going on

Try Again lyrics - Derek Minor

[Derek Minor:]
All I do is win
I'ma raise the trophy up, once again
You did all you could
But you gon' have to try again, next year
All I do is win (Win, win, win, yeah)
I'ma raise the trophy up, once again
You did all you could (You did all you could)
But you gon' have to try again, next year
All I do is win
I'ma raise the trophy up, once again
You did all you could (All you could, all you could)
But you gon' have to try again, next year

[Canon:]
Ha, ha
Ah yeah
I been shootin' in the gym, gettin' it all, yeah
Watch me how I ball, watch these Rangers fall, yeah
I been on my grind, team gon' win it all, yeah
They hate it, when I shine, but I'm like gimme mine, yeah
I see you under one of my rings, but you're under one of my team, yeah
I said it when I said the same thing, but we don't really know what you mean, yeah
I'm royal with the crown, been top shelf, that's a king, yeah
Y'all fill a cup with the lean, but I'ma fill it up with the hol' up
I'll come up for anyone thinkin' I'm not gonna carry my word
They don't believe that I carry this Canon, that's one of my names, and that is absurd
We are not on the same level, I eat you like cancer
You just a germ, authentic when I twist up
Gettin' burned like a perm, yeah

[Derek Minor:]
All I do is win (Win, win, win, yeah)
I'ma raise the trophy up, once again (Once again, yeah)
You did all you could (You did all you could, yeah)
But you gon' have to try again, next year (Try again)
All I do is win (All I do is win)
I'ma raise the trophy up, once again (Once again yeah)
You did all you could (All you could, all you could)
But you gon' have to try again, next year

[Byron Juane:]
Started off slingin' dope, tryin' to buy her things
Lord knows I know who better, but I tried again
Move that coco, that moco, that smoka
Spend off the porch with a bag in her toastah
I'll pull out a check
Ayy
I got a check
Woo, woo
Onto the next, whoa whoa
She not lit (She not lit)
I know she sick (I know she sick)
She ain't get a check (Nah)
After I knew, price of the kids
One down an attempt, never count what's spent
Every day I'll be on some shoes, lace on shirt (No)
They gon' have to try again next year (Next year)
'Cause it's my time to shine, talking last year (Last year)

[Derek Minor:]
All I do is win (Win, win, win, yeah)
I'ma raise the trophy up, once again (Once again, yeah)
You did all you could (You did all you could)
But you gon' have to try again, next year (Try again)
All I do is win (All I do is win)
I'ma raise the trophy up, once again (Once again, yeah)
You did all you could (All you could, all you could, all you could)
But you gon' have to try again, next year

"The Trap" (2018)

The Trap lyrics - Derek Minor (feat. The Wright Way)

[The Wright Way:]
It's a cold world, on the south side, when they catch you, with a .45, the trap
And the world don't care about us but they want more for the cameras, the trap
Blow your brains out on Facebook Live, you a hashtag, that's your whole life, the trap
Mama told us, that we need God, but the rent due is the most high, the trap

[Derek Minor:]
Yeah I know a couple dealers (dealers)
And a couple gangbangers (bangers)
Tryna run off with they money (uh, huh)
Guarantee they will steel you with the stainless (uh, huh)
Master used to call us monkeys (yeah)
'Til we started clipping with bananas (yeah)
Throwing seeds at your head
Now your melon fruit salad
Whole body full of rage (rage)
Whole soul full of pain
When hurt people hurt people
You gon' hear the chi' chi' from the gage (pow)
Yeah I'm talking 'bout race (race)
And any topic I can think
And I said to your face (yo face)
Well hallelujah that's grace (yeah)
This record might be the end of me
Yeah, I'm probably gon' have some enemies
Don't shoot the messenger (please)
This what the Lord has been giving me
Someone to re-envision our history, yeah
You got a college degree (yeah)
You made it out of the trap (trap)
You are not a politician (nah)
Why don't you get back to rap?
By the way, they say when you get paid
And you get a lil' fame that everything change
But I can't tell, (yah) I still feel the same (yah)
'Cause every time I'm in the store
The police watching me, watching me, watching me
My 800 credit score, help me get a loan
But my neighbors think I'm selling dope
Oh my, I'm just giving y'all a glimpse into my life
Even if you color blind, your vision still in black or white
You see me

[The Wright Way:]
God bless the trap
God bless the trap, yeah
God bless the trap
God bless the trap, yeah
God bless the trap
God bless the trap, yeah
God bless the trap
God bless the trap, yeah

God Bless The Trap lyrics - Derek Minor (feat. Tony Tillman & Thi'sl)

[Derek Minor:]
Woah, our Father who art in heaven
Devil walk 'round with that Mac 11
Devil walk 'round with that packs he selling
I'm just trying to eat with all my brethren
God bless the trap
God bless the trap
God bless the trap
God bless the trap

I am posted where they murkin,' got them tools just like you stretchin'
Snipe you in your drop top Mustang, now you run 'round headless horseman
CNN play the loop, chose to comment on the post
They'll say "you should put them savage monkeys right back on the boat"
They won't talk about how we in these streets and everybody poor
They won't talk 'bout how we can't get jobs and all we got is dope
That's that would have drive you crazy when you trying to feed your babies
They just trying to jail and chain me, CCA trying to trade me, yeah

[Derek Minor:]
Woah, our Father who art in heaven
Devil walk 'round with that Mac 11
Devil walk 'round with that packs he selling
I'm just trying to eat with all my brethren
God bless the trap
God bless the trap
God bless the trap
God bless the trap

[Tony Tillman:]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul You keep
Bring salvation to the streets
Forgive 'em they just tryna eat
All done, sister, let us pray
Please don't let the .40 spray
Can't afford to pay for grace
Don't let 'em die before they wake
They hopeless 'fore they focus on the mil'
Posted selling dope to play the bills
Bogus only way they know to live
Blowing and they don't know that you forgive
Your mercy on their soul to hold a deal
Even smokers on the coke and pills
I seen 'em roll but they don't know yo' will
Bless the trap and let 'em know you're real

[Derek Minor:]
Woah, our Father who art in heaven
Devil walk 'round with that Mac 11
Devil walk 'round with that packs he selling
I'm just trying to eat with all my brethren
God bless the trap
God bless the trap
God bless the trap
God bless the trap

[Thi'sl:]
Sitting in Maverick's Impala, feelin' like 8 Ball
'Round here, we just tryna escape the pitfalls
Crime rate high as they think, tryna evade laws
Either you got a dope hoop game or you slang rock, game raw
Have 'em out with the OG's, before he turned 16
Tryna come up on the block, tryna take a half ounce
Whip it up, turn it to a whole thing
Mama praying that he stop
Mama praying that the God she serve gon' give him a holla
But the chances of them hollow tips gon' make Momma holla

[Derek Minor:]
Woah, our Father who art in heaven
Devil walk 'round with that Mac 11
Devil walk 'round with that packs he selling
I'm just trying to eat with all my brethren
God bless the trap
God bless the trap
God bless the trap
God bless the trap

Robin lyrics - Derek Minor

Where I'm from there ain't no heros
That made my decision easy like a free throw (swish swish)
Come up out your pocket so I'm poppin'
Ain't no Batman no I guess I'm Robin
Guess I'm robin, yea boy I guess I'm robin
Guess I'm robin, come up out your pockets
Guess I'm robin boy I guess I'm robbin
Guess I'm robin come up out your pockets

Open up the fridge, open up the fridge
Ain't nothing but old milk and rice again
Got like 10 more days until my check hit
I don't know how I'm about to feed my kids
Guess I grab a sip pull the drink off
Pull up on whoever until I die or hit my payroll
Rob this pharmacy give me the pills and don't you say no
REX is pointed at you and don't you move until I say so
Do you know what these Xannys get me on the street
Put it in the bag and leave before they call police
Too late I see cops surrounding me
Lying violence I'll take this armed robbery
Judge sent me away for like 20 years
I said I ain't have no options he ain't tryna hear
A menace off the street the system win again
But who's gonna save myself from my environment

Where I'm from there ain't no heros
That made my decision easy like a free throw (swish swish)
Come up out your pocket so I'm poppin'
Ain't no Batman no I guess I'm Robin
Guess I'm robin, yea boy I guess I'm robin
Guess I'm robin, come up out your pockets
Guess I'm robin boy I guess I'm robbin
Guess I'm robin come up out your pockets

Open up the fridge, open up the fridge
Ain't nothing but old milk and rice again
My mama on dope and she ain't here again
What we finna do my daddy in the pin
Guess I take the same route
They say college get you a job but that can't help me now
I don't see no super heros swoopin in with capes
So I'ma save us all, this mess is on my face
So I'ma save us all, and don't get in my way
I'm gonna put some food on all our dinner plates
And that's the trap, the system that we live in
Cause everyday death knock at our door and hope don't live hear
Let's pray for help tomorrow
Making our decision
Death will join our pops in prison
You either die a hero or live to be a villain
Who did the best he knew
But either way the cycle continues

It Is What It Is lyrics - Derek Minor

Ha, ha, ha, On Beat

Cold world most of my kin dead or the pen
That's why I'm an Eskimo, I bought an igloo and put on my wrist
Ran out of option we gotta survive so we takin risk
Committing sin we gotta live
It is what it is
Red dot on your white tee it look like Japan
The 40 is on me and if I get hot it blow like a fan
They talk bout the hood like they know the answer but never been in
Committing sin we gotta live
It is what it is

Yeah, yeah, everybody got the answers (answers)
They say that they plan is to master (master)
They preaching to us like they pastors (amen)
Yeah, yeah, the government treat us like cancer (cancer)
The prison system make us bastards (bastards)
Our sin on the news and it's plastered
We can't even turn to charity, they make money off our tragedy (they get the money)
If life's like a school of hard knock, street will teach you like academy
Everybody in they glass house, tell us what we need to do to make it out
When they was born on that mountaintop, they ain't seen the bottom, they don't know the route (they don't know the route)
You think that we choose this environment?
I wish I could choose an entitlement
Instead of being born in poverty and hungry hyena's surrounding me
The Fortune 500 won't hire me
So we create our own economies
With dope money, yeah, our salary
Just to feed our families
I close my eyes and pray that God to live in me
Churches move into our hood but they don't come and speak
While they gentrified, we risk our life
Selling dope, prolly die not knowing Christ

Cold world most of my kin dead or the pen
That's why I'm an Eskimo, I bought an igloo and put on my wrist
Ran out of option we gotta survive so we takin risk
Committing sin we gotta live
It is what it is
Red dot on your white tee it look like Japan
The 40 is on me and if I get hot it blow like a fan
They talk bout the hood like they know the answer but never been in
Committing sin we gotta live
It is what it is

I used to wonder why, we blow our whole tax refund
On brand new J’s, a Gucci belt, a few gold chains
When you can put that change in a IRA
You just waiting, by the time that you retire
You’ll be at the millionaire stage
What’s the point of saving anything
You die, you can’t take it with you
And that will probably be tonight the way that they shooting, they straight out to hit you
I bet you God hear the prayers of millions of mothers
And they all sound the same, even though their sons in different gangs
And they shooting at each other right now
You hear her cries now
Now he's a hashtag they debating 'bout it online now
That's what I call an abortion
And since we talking about abortions
We ain't put them clinics in our own hood, somebody making a fortune
You talking 'bout these mothers like they out here killing for sport
Rather kill they baby in her belly before he get brought in this war
You politicize our genocides
Then use the victim as an scapegoat
But if you care like you say to do
You should talk less and do more

Cold world most of my kin dead or the pen
That's why I'm an Eskimo, I bought an igloo and put on my wrist
Ran out of option we gotta survive so we takin risk
Committing sin we gotta live
It is what it is
Red dot on your white tee it look like Japan
The 40 is on me and if I get hot it blow like a fan
They talk bout the hood like they know the answer but never been in
Committing sin we gotta live
It is what it is

Nothing To Something lyrics - Derek Minor (feat. Propaganda & Aaron Cole)

[Aaron Cole:]
She knows
We ain't never had nothing (whoa)
We ain't never had nothing (whoa)
Tryna' turn it into something
We ain't never had nothing
But we try and turn this love into something, yeah, yeah
Into something yeah yeah, into something
Into into something yeah, yeah
We ain't never had nothing
But we try and turn this love into something, yeah, yeah

[Derek Minor:]
Oh don't you judge me
Please don't you judge me
You supposed to learn me
You looking down like you standing above me but I'm so used to that yeah
America acting like they send us they don't play their part
They just play me though
Land of the free was built for free offering it back they just take it from us
This life is a typical culture till now I left
Beat us and broke us with noose around our neck
Sold our families and raped our mothers with no respect
And told us if we learned to read it would be certain death
And that's the hand that we was dealt played it for Jim Crow
White hoods and shotguns intimidate our vote
But still we persisted tried to believe
Even if assassins kill our kings with dreams
And I ain't asking for no sympathy
But the difference in our history often affects who we intend to be
And don't you dare talk about a broken home
Cause for 250 years all our families was buzzed whole
Still trying to put it together I feel like it's taking forever
It ain't for a lack of trying we trying to do better
Gotta rise above it
Trying to turn this nothing into something

[Aaron Cole & Propaganda:]
We ain't never had nothing (whoa)
We ain't never had nothing (whoa)
Trying to turn it into something
We ain't never had nothing
But we try and turn this nothing into something, yeah, yeah
Into something yeah, yeah, into something
Into, into something yeah, yeah
We ain't never had nothing (no)
But we try and turn this nothing in to something yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Propaganda:]
Little homie about to do the trick (uh)
Homie let me learn you a trick (woo)
Black people teach you how to breathe it though
Ex me hello, something out of nothing you should see it though
It's black boy George, black boy fly
Black girl rock hit the rock make it cry
Hold the staff for Moses can't call it its magic from 10,000 hours
And uninhabited, couple, couple of noodles and hot links
A gourmet feast a miracle nothing short a tree
Spotting out concrete yeah white out the concrete
Yeah y'all at it all week
System kill our prophets and mock our mournful
Give us balls and mikes and demand we perform for them
It's crazy 300 years been trying to say to you
Why I gotta explain it, ain't plain to you? (huh)
We never had nothing but nothing was selfish
Kept my belly full of the stuff the rich was missing
Y'all could grow a little, your little minds could listen
Privilege you protect us made y'all a victim
You think you blameless, I know you shamed it
Y'all can't even see the pain in our faces
You ain't got the frame for the affects and displacement
You marvel at the joy that comes from our spaces
Even though

[Aaron Cole & Propaganda:]
Even though
We ain't never had nothing (whoa)
Even though, even though
We ain't never had nothing (whoa)
Trying to turn it into something
We ain't never had nothing (whoa)
But we try and turn this nothing into something yeah, yeah
Into something yeah, yeah, into something
Into, into something yeah, yeah
We ain't never had nothing
But we try and turn this nothing into something yeah, yeah

Of Course lyrics - Derek Minor (feat. Byron Juane)

[Derek Minor:]
Hallelujah, oh Lord
Where I'm from it go frttttt when they bored
We ain't supposed to be here, pop a cork
God did it, ohhh I'm flexing, yeah of course

Made out the bottom, of course
I ain't gotta worry bout a thing anymore
I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course
With a crown of thorns feeling like a king, yea of course

Made out the bottom, of course
I ain't gotta worry bout a thing anymore
I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course
With a crown of thorns feeling like a king, yea of course

[Byron Juane:]
Young lil hittalLike like a mistro
Ain't been anywhere I can't go
Shawty told me I'm a star
Told her I don't need the gas
What I really really need is good credit and a bag
Momma saw me sign the deal, I told her there it go
Now I'm waking up in lofts on the wood floor
On my pride I'm mufasa
Flex boy I outta
God said He got it so I stress not about it
I just Kuna Matata hitta, yeah I really do
People coming for the squad, get a coffin and a noose
Been a king from a king so my rings gotta ring
Now my chains gotta gleam
And my soul's been a grim
Wow, of course
How you got the drive all that power, need a horse
Young Ron like a Demi God, what a force
I been feeling charged cause I'm plugged in the source
Planned from the end, I win, yeah of course

[Derek Minor:]
Hallelujah, oh Lord
Where I'm from it go frttttt when they bored
We ain't supposed to be here, pop a cork
God did it, ohhh I'm flexing, yeah of course

Made out the bottom, of course
I ain't gotta worry bout a thing anymore
I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course
With a crown of thorns feeling like a king, yea of course

Made out the bottom, of course
I ain't gotta worry bout a thing anymore
I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course
With a crown of thorns feeling like a king, yea of course

Okay, let me give y'all a new style to run with
New ideas to bite, new wave to surf on
Please prepare the throne, Mr Minor is home
And I'm done putting you on, get Doc on the phone
Watch my moves with binoculars to duplicate it
But they don't see the big picture so they can't trace it
I can teach you how to hustle and then finesse it
Have my cheese and my bread quick, make it deep dish
Whew whew whew whew, it's never been about the money for me
Ugh ugh ugh, it's always been about the kingdom, dummy
I been talking to the son, he said the future sunny
Got a lot of haters but my momma love me
I'm an artist but I'm more close to a trapper
Cause I operate outside of the rules, you can't catch us
A lot of people talk but they full of the stuff in pampers
Trying not to hit the button like Trump and nuke me a rapper
Of course

Hallelujah, oh Lord
Where I'm from it go frttttt when they bored
We ain't supposed to be here, pop a cork
God did it, ohhh I'm flexing, yeah of course

Made out the bottom, of course
I ain't gotta worry bout a thing anymore
I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course
With a crown of thorns feeling like a king, yea of course

Made out the bottom, of course
I ain't gotta worry bout a thing anymore
I just whew whew whew whew whew, yea of course
With a crown of thorns feeling like a king, yea of course

Man lyrics - Derek Minor

Look me in my face, I'm a man
If you talk behind my back, say it to me, like a man
I never leave my family, they're my blood, I'm a man
I never back down, I'm goin' out like a man
Like a man, like a man
Handle business like a man
'Fore I live like a coward, I'ma die, like a man
If I ever fall, I'll pick myself up, like a man
And I pray to God, whew, face my fears, like a man

All I know is hustle (hustle)
All I know is hustle (hustle)
You ain't on your business, I don't know if I can trust you
Oh I'm taking care of mine
Look my children in the eye
Tell em', you won't miss a meal, 'long as Daddy still alive
I stand on my word, I won't take it back
I'd die over mine, as simple as that
So even If I don't get platinum plaque
I build all my gold and then turn into scholarship ahh
Ten toes down, always on the grind
Look me in the eye, I don't play around
Secure the bag and break it down
Invest that home to build community
I only buy from people down the street
I eat, you eat, you eat, they eat, we eat
I bring the sauce, bread and the cheese
A pizza party all on me, scratch that all on God
I'm blessed on blessed, can roll a Lex' with Rolex on wrist
But my investment's by my estimate
Leave a heritage to my testament

Look me in my face, I'm a man
If you talk behind my back, say it to me like a man
I never leave my family, they're my blood, I'm a man
I never back down, I'm goin' out like a man
Like a man, like a man
Handle business like a man
'Fore I live like a coward, ima die like a man
If I ever fall, I'll pick myself up, like a man
And I pray to God, whew, face my fears like a man

I am not your boy, don't you call me that
I'm really a king I been on mission take my throne back
Pull up on you like the liquor store, where the crown at
They just go in circles try to stop me, that's a cul de sac
All back in my bag and got it jumpin' that's a set race
Shoot my shot like Reggie Miller, you can't match Pacer
Uh yeah, if you been sleeping, I make a you a well
I keep killin' checks they gon' leave me the chair
My injects are lethal, My hustle is lethal
I see like an eagle, they watch me like Vevo
My movements will teach you, I'm here for my people
Break it down, break it down, welcome to class
Welcome to we ain't coolin' for a dollar
Look inside the mirror, all I see T'Challa
Revolutionary, Jesus or Apollo
Stand up like a man
Stand up like a man

Look me in my face, I'm a man
If you talk behind my back, say it to me like a man
I never leave my family, they're my blood, I'm a man
I never back down, I'm goin' out like a man
Like a man, like a man
Handle business like a man
'Fore I live like a coward, ima die like a man
If I ever fall, I'll pick myself up, like a man
And I pray to God, whew, face my fears like a man

I Have A Dream lyrics - Derek Minor

Yeah
Just go ahead and hum to 'em, uh
Everybody
Let the beat breathe

I have a dream that's similar to Dr. King's
Let freedom ring in the streets
I have a dream that there was nothin' left to protest
Because all of God's people would treat each other equal
I have a dream that our blood-stained blocks with young men shot are now clean
No more shoulders cried on with mother's tears
I have a dream that the #MeToo movement was not needed
And all of our women like queens they were treated
I have a dream that our soldiers came home and the war stopped
Prison wasn't for profit, treating bodies like stocks

I have a dream
That from dawn until dusk
That we all know Your love
Till we turn into dust
Oh God, I have a dream
(Dream, dream, dream)
I have a dream
(Dream, dream, dream)
I have a dream
(Dream, dream, dream)
Oh Lord, I have a dream, dream, dream (Dream)
I have a dream, dream, dream (Dream)
I have a dream
I have a dream

I look around the world and all I see is just a broken version of what's it's supposed to be (Yeah)
Murder, lie, cheat, steal, kill for the love of money and pursuit of power
Kids wounded by adult figures and they cry at night in their scar tissues
Politicians make decisions that hinders the lives of the poors and don't see the issue
Churches take money from God, children play any part in the politics
It's hard to know who to trust when the truth is irrelevant to the reverent
God, we really need your medicine 'cause the painkillers never kill the pain
They just numb it all (they just numb it all)
We wanna feel (we wanna feel)

I have a dream (But it's lost)
(Dream, dream, dream)
I have a dream
(Dream, dream, dream)
I have a dream
(Dream, dream, dream)
Oh Lord, I have a dream, dream, dream (Dream)
I have a dream, dream, dream (Dream)
I have a dream

Uh, this is my PSA for all of my dawgs who've been gay
And all of the others that work 9 to 5 and they grind but they can't get a raise on they pay
I look to the day when chemicals not in our food and judges they judge by the truth
And malice is not in they rules, the police can stay home 'cause really there's nothin' to do, nothin' to do
I keep on talkin' equality (equality) 'cause I see families dyin' (dyin')
I don't want more than we're supposed to have (supposed to have) I just want all of thrivin' (thrivin')
I'm really prayin' the prayer that God said in the New Testament (yeah, dream)
"Your Kingdom come, Your will be done on Earth like in Heaven"
This is my dream

They can hold us down, pray for our fall
When all is lost, dream on
Dream on, dream on
When all is lost, dream on
They can hold us down, pray for our fall
When all is lost, dream on
Dream on, dream on
When all is lost, dream

Gotta Go lyrics - Derek Minor (feat. Greg James)

[Derek Minor:]
Juice Bangers
Yeah I gotta go
Yeah I gotta go, gotta go
Gotta go yeah
Dog playing in the snows, I gotta go
No more cooking on dorm in the kitchen, gotta go
They pretend that ice law, I gotta go
A dog taking L's for someone I barely know
Time to go, time to go
I think it's time to go, yeah I think it's time to go
No more slinging on the road, on the road
Cause if they pull me over they gon' lock me in with mo(James)

[Greg James:]
Look please set me free from the streets
Please set me free from the schemes, yeah, yeah
Time that I go I'm making my peace no more serving the fiend, aye, aye
I said that before but this time I mean it
I can't wait to breathe, wait, wait
They want me to stay, I'm good at the game
That's what I hate, wait
Youngtown is full of them savages
Next to the d we the worst of our ancestors
Lock up our fathers who locked up like animals
Call it oppression oppressing our capital yeah
Ava so drugged us eat cause the job that you seek treat you like a dog (like a dog)

[Derek Minor:]
Bruh on the bag, ashamed that I'm glad
Lord on my bag yeah
Dollar gold talking flauge
This makes you two-faced
Guess we lies different
You two chains make you swag different
Army life make you trap different
Once you see that you're his job bet you never sleep
Told him not to ever carry charge by playing

[Greg James & Derek Minor:]
Playing with some girls I gotta go
I know they still gon' judge me for the way I let me fall
Yeah but either way I gotta go
Yeah I gotta go, I gotta go
Done playing on the floors, I gotta go
No more cooking on dorm in the kitchen, gotta go
They pretend that ice law, we gotta go
A dog taking L's for someone I barely know
Time to go, time to go
I think it's time to go, yeah I think it's time to go
No more slinging on the road, on the road
Cause if they pull me over they gon' lock me in with mo
I done prayed to God for my dogs in West Langela
Medicate they mind in North Georgia
This life is a maze we just trying find our way up
They just tell us lies, they just tell us lies

[Greg James:]
I won't believe it (I won't believe it)
Why we keep killing one another?, standing, healing
And now people (and now people)
I've been trying to tell You where we came from
How we need You (oh we need You)
Swap up the bullet point looking all ring on the ring
Paint dripping like dizzle
Fatal homie about to lead em' (yeah, yeah)
Yeah they want the old me (oh yeah)
My cuz up in Cairie, my cuz up in Cairie
I'm feeling like MLK, MLK, I got a dream, I got a dream
I dreamed way high to my fiend
I had a dream where they ain't need no police
I had a dream that we free
I had a dream that we really believe
I'm making it more than a dream, making it more than a dream
I put in words to eternity king
I gotta go

[Derek Minor:]
No more cooking on dorm in the kitchen, gotta go
They pretend that ice law, I gotta go
A dog taking L's for someone I barely know
Time to go, time to go
I think it's time to go, yeah I think it's time to go
No more slinging on the road, on the road
Cause if they pull me over they gon' lock me in with mo

Black Market lyrics - Derek Minor

Ricky Ross crossed the highway with that dope on him
With that dope on him
Now them young d boys hit the block with that hope on em
With that hope on em
Black market
Black market
Black market
Black market

Who gave the real Rick Ross coke?
To spread it 'from coast to coast
I know, but if I said it ya'll would kill me
Just google Gary Webb if you feel me
Ain't gone spell it out all the time use your mind
How they brand kids as slaves
Get dope 'cross ocean tides
Or borderlines or county lines
I'm stuck
Now black men are mascots for hell on earth
Tookie started the Crips and told us own your turf
So now we shoot in the gym or the block for survival
But either way we blue devils
My cousins went to jail for sellin' weed
Now in Colorado you get green leaf with green tea
At first pumpkin spice latte's were her addiction
Now she throw them yoga pants and Ugg's on to smoke in Denver

Ricky Ross crossed the highway with that dope on him
With that dope on him
Now them young d boys hit the block with that hope on em
With that hope on em
Black market
Black market
Black market
Black market

Yeah, Yeah
Somebody asked why I ain't got a deal
Okay, I'm 'bout to keep it too real
I'm too black for some people taste
They can't serve that to their base
And others think I'm way too safe
Cuz I don't brag about what I got in my safe
Or xanny'd out my mind, in a life of crime
And I ain't never live but it works on Spotify
You ain't selling a character
Me, I won't be Carlton Banks to make you feel peace
Or generic street
You can exploit
If you ain't get the iMessage yeah this the text boy
I'm the reason Christ died and Martin was martianed
Speak the real truth to the ones in the margins
So they can dodge the lie from the snake in the garden
And I tell it in the church and NY at the Garden
Black market

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