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Fama Bso - Tyrones Rap Lyrics

Don't need no rich bitch, to tell me which
Fork to use, i paid my dues
In a rap-trap building called new york
Livin' off beans, greens, and pork
In a basement, tenement,

No one's got to tell me what it meant
To be black, jack
Ace of spades
All the car-wash washers and day-work maids
Can't wash it off, it never fades,
It's who you are until you're dead
Now ain't that a kick upside the head?!

Yeah, i know about pryor and portier,
Can't get higher than sugar ray
Muhammed ali and doctor j
And 90% of the n.b.a
Reggie jackson, jesse jackson
Michael and mahaliah jackson,
Now what's that got to do with me?
On the street the only thing i see is:
Crack dealers, pocketbook stealers,
Coke snorters, times square daughters,
Eight year olds who dance for quaters,
And tokes and two-line blows
New adidas and stereos!
That's us! thats it!
So don't be tellin' me all that shit!