Big Shot Manceeni - The Opps

Would you welcome, please, the exciting young man of Shit, Mr. Shit
Before I knew it
Oh, someone more like you
Alright, Blue Cubs jersey, male, black

He's running six'three", male, seven'six", thirty-seven-ounce
He has the airs
Male, black
Blue Cubs jersey, one'one", four'three"

They say I got the bomb like Saddam Hussein
That I'm trying to maintain the stress on my brain
Police always think we're trying to get themselves
But we up in the store making shit at sales

Back us up like Sardines, lock us in them cells
Gingerbread cop hammers, nigga, duck them shells
You eyeballing young blacks
You corrupt yourself

Think of Brent, your monkey eye
Handcuff yourself
Police will lock you up if you black and you know it
Police will gun you down if you brown and you know it

Police will lock you up if you black and you know it
You're posted on the corner like one of the last poets
And I'm serving rap means that shit
Give me the hit

Need to realize, yo, this is legalized dope
And niggas ride dirty like everyday
Police, they clocking
Flavor play

Look, ain't no justice
It's just us
They get a bus net when they bust us
Always got their guns up

Quick to run up like credit card bills
But I'm a survivor
God willing, I will
They call us animals and put us in cages

Kick our doors down holding big twelve gauges
I see kings and queens
You see suspects
We are the ones that's the real threat

They say I got the bomb like Saddam Hussein
That eye trying to maintain the stress on my brain
Police always think we trying to get themselves
But we up in the stew making shit that sells

Pack us up inside
Niggas lock us in themselves
Gingerbread cop hammers
Niggas duck themselves

You eyeballing young blacks
You corrupt yourself
Think I'm Prince of Monkey Island
Handcuff yourselves

Police will lock you up if you black and you know it
Police will gun you down if you brown and you know it
Police will lock you up if you black and you know it
I'm posted on the corner like one of the last force

They handed us straps
We made gourmet meals
We had one with a creator
We created that will

It's medicine and not melanin
We highly advanced
We the dominant gene
We forced to wear those pants

Nine squad cars for little old me
Police OD when you black like me
You know you was through if police busted you
Guilty by skin tone

So what's a black man to do
They scared firing shots without warning
Because we all criminal thugs with dope on us
They firing shots without warning

Because we all criminal thugs with dope on us
They say I got the broadness of God
You know what I'm saying
I try to maintain the stress on my brain

Police always think we trying to get themselves
But we up in the studio
Niggas that sells
Pack us up inside

Niggas lock us in themselves
Gingerbread cotton hammers
Niggas duck themselves
You eyeballing young blacks

You corrupt yourself
Think I'm Prince of Monkey Island
Handcuff yourselves
Police will lock you up if you black

And you know it
Police will crack you down if you brown
And you know it
Police will lock you up if you black

And you know it
We both draw in the corner like one of the last poets
Niggas
Yeah, we don't want to do anything to scare your children

That's the last thing we want to do
We don't want to scare anybody

Written by:
Jason Whittaker

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