Artist: Murs & 9th Wonder Album: Brighter Daze Song: God Black/Black God Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [Murs] They wavin guns in South Central, same on the southside I gotta be a real nigga, just to stand outside I'm on the corner with my main man T. Smith The streets done changed since they legalized the green shit Need a new hustle now, gotta get up under now Flip a franchises, nigga need about a hundred thou' Do it like Nipsey did, but I'm not a Sixty Crip Up on Slauson Ave, I'm supportin black businesses Gotta be black-owned, money is the backbone Gotta stick together like Terrace and his saxophone Hoodsters, hoovers, trays and the deucers Let's all get together man and make some maneuvers Homie's got grandkids on some grown man shit Cream of the crop, we the kings of the planet Used to be slaves, now look at what we made We some leaders but we leadin these people to the grave, yeah [Chorus] God Black/Black God, they don't understand We come from black, return to black, that's the Motherland The universe expands and then we start again To free the mind of every man, that's the fuckin plan [Murs] I'm the great debater, both sides of the equator See the truth, be the light, use it like a lightsaber Dark-skinned Darth Vader and I'm sorta like SEGA They don't make 'em like me no more, there's none greater Broadcast Dreamcast, me and 9th, we blast 12-gauge shotty, why you still shootin bean bags? Think fast, we don't slack when we attack Move like a Japanese cat in all black Rooftop to rooftop, hip-hop to new rock Now they sellin t-shirts and tube socks with 2Pac Too hot to handle and we, too cold to hold Send a couple nudes then I set some new goals Tryna get her home, get it on, never sit alone +Freak+ these +Tales+ man, you know the type of shit I'm on +Badman+, mad fans comin out the badland Drop hands, now I'm gettin head like a CAT-scan [Chorus] [Murs] I'm a Mid-Town champion, Pico to Jefferson A 9th grader on a 9th beat, there's not a +fresher man+ I'm the secret weapon man, hoodie when I'm steppin in A nigga BEEN eatin, I'm the one who put the pepper in Behind home plate, at the Dodger game sekklein Sippin on Coronas with a big booty Mexican FUCK what you suggesting man, definition heaven and Assuming that my name's on the list and they let me in Angels and demons, ALL need a place to be in Something like Raiders fans in the Oakland Colosseum See I'm like a deity, set 'em from the plea of deez If you wanna see me, get some glasses like D.M.C.'s Telescope, tele-squint, all of y'all irrelevant Super-artificial, ain't never been intelligent Heaven-sent but hellbend on keepin shit Godbody West, but the East fuck witta nigga hardbody