Jon Black - Definition
Yeah, Jon BlackBadChild on the beat, you know
Yeah
I don't do trendy
It just ain't in me
I Cultivate culture and serve it like Wembley
Odds are against me
The climate ain't friendly
Tyson like fury, the King of the Gypsies
Serve 'em a ten-piece
KFC big feast
5'10 Nigga but I'm walking like I'm 6'3
From nick at night selling
Now we streaming like Disney
My circle is small
Still recall how they did me
Envy where hate lies
Mad when the great rise
Low as the floor when you lookin through a snakes eyes
Put the breaks on 'em nigga screech like it's Bayside
Try to keep it cool but they keep coming with that fake vibe
Run up on a nigga better make it all the way live
Somebody getting baptized
We'll hit you with that Lakeside
Big splash like when the titanic capsized
They ask me what's the matter I say Black Lives
Written by:
Jonathan Black
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