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  • Young Thug – MLK (feat. Trouble & Shad Da God)

    [Intro: Young Thug]
    Yeah, yeah, ayy, woah
    Oh, no, hold on, yeah

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I was havin’ a dream
    I was whippin’ a Rolls Royce
    And I bought everything that I want
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
    Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
    I was dead broke, hustlin’ off the steps
    Now I rock water like I’m Michael Phelps, yeah
    Black diamonds, Black History Month
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight

    [Verse 1: Young Thug]
    I was just rollin’ the dice, huh
    I was just tryna get by, I gambled my life, huh
    I fucked around, had a kid and he had to stay fly, whew
    I ain’t give no fuck, I got fresh from the shit on the side
    I pray to God I die in my sleep
    I pray my deaf brother don’t run into the police
    ‘Cause you tellin’ him to put his hands up, he can’t hear
    Ain’t goin’ for deceased
    These rookie police need to get trained, even in their sleep
    Fuck around, make a nigga put it to your head lice, don’t it?
    Come here, gon’ tell you how to get that cheese, macaroni
    Spent all my tour money on the ring
    Told ’em, "Go ‘head, get everything they fuckin’ see," yeah
    I grew my shit like I’m Mad Dog
    I got a white and a black dog
    I swear now that he’s on Adderall
    Look in my face, I’m on Adderall
    Shawty more P than a Madden ball
    Suck on that cat, I’m the baddest, dawg
    This sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce
    Yeah gon’ pop a bean, join me
    Fairfax, we shoppin’ spree, on me
    Hundred thousand dollars and mixin’ leans, on me
    You better not have to OD on me, ayy
    Let’s go to people town
    Put somethin’ in your account, bae
    Now you don’t need me around, yeah
    She want me to play and I ain’t with it
    Yeah, gon’ gon’ ring around
    Sing to her like Sean Garrett
    I know my woes ready (my woes)
    Tell me your card info (card info)
    She don’t got ego
    Loosen up her backbones (her backbones)
    Bendin’ her hardwood floors (woah)
    Pussy wonderful (wonderful)
    Uh, I came from rags to riches (woah)
    She don’t got time to clash with bitches
    She buyin’ bags for bitches
    I’m ’bout to spazz, just listen
    I don’t finish last, I win it, huh (win)
    I beat that cat like Nitti, yeah
    I bought a Jag with a Hemi, ayy
    I throw a flag on these bitches, ayy
    I wrapped up the last of these bitches
    Foreign tags and American
    Bring me a milli’, I’ll marry her, yeah

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I was havin’ a dream
    I was whippin’ a Rolls Royce
    And I bought everything that I want
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
    Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
    I was dead broke, hustlin’ off the steps
    Now I rock water like I’m Michael Phelps, yeah
    Black diamonds, Black History Month
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight

    [Verse 2: Young Thug]
    My dream just started workin’
    Come ride with me and it’ll be gifts and curses
    I see you… drinkin’ syrup, I see you workin
    I see you…
    I can see that ass from the front, it done got big on me
    You can sit a cup on it and you can bid on it
    Real pimp, no jabroni, I’m not gon’ sit on it
    Tour around the whole wo-o-orld, Bands on me
    Got a whole lot of M’s on me, ya dig? Hey
    Whole lot of M’s on me, hey
    Big body Benz on me, hey
    Ride Bentley trucks on E, hey
    Bless you sneeze on me, hey
    Lamborghini luxury (luxury)
    Lamborghini merch on me (merch)
    Lamborghini Merci’, Merci’
    Lamborghini murk-a, murk-a
    Lamborghini wife with me, hey
    Lamborghini price increased, hey
    Ayy, 400 bitches (hey) way I live (that’s the way I live, hey)
    You just said free my bro (hey) now he back on in the Pen (hey)
    You ain’t ever cracked a seal (hey) then you got a deal
    Pour that Actavis

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I was havin’ a dream
    I was whippin’ a Rolls Royce
    And I bought everything that I want
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
    Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
    I was dead broke, hustlin’ off the steps
    Now I rock water like I’m Michael Phelps, yeah
    Black diamonds, Black History Month
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight

    [Verse 3: Trouble]
    It wasn’t like you had my back, no (no)
    Homie you not have a whole spine
    Didn’t ever wanna admit to the fact
    That your baby boy was contemplatin’ dyin’
    In the dream, yeah, I done seen you cryin’
    Dream don’t compare to what I done seen (yeah)
    They tried to kill me for nothin’ (lived though)
    Tell her yeah she got it bussin’ (brrt)
    Think about everybody else
    I think once to myself, I think once to myself (not one time)
    Only blamma to the left (damn) I’m up in the booth by myself
    Never came for the fame, no (no)
    I’m the same nigga, the same goals (same one)
    Niggas hatin’ for these lame hoes
    Put that pussy on me, she been tamed though (pussy)

    [Verse 4: Shad da God]
    Actavis got me dreamin’, Martin Luther (What you say?)
    Rolls Royces and diamonds, they wet like coochie (they lucky, wow)
    Boo right here sittin’ with a K full of kick like Bruce Lee
    And I, ah, ah, jewelry, I got a line on that jewelry
    Bitch on that, ayy, ayy, Malcolm X, tryna shoot me (shoot, shoot)
    Screamin’ that, uh, got babies in that dually cruiser (woo)
    You juugin’, you blessed, at your scene, blew bankroll like usual (bankroll)
    They chasin’ the belt, I’m goin’ so fast it look like they’re in neutral (skrrt)
    I was havin’ some lean
    She wanna play with that Charlie Sheen
    Put that bitch on a bean (hollup)
    She steady dreamin’ ’bout lots of tings, she want lots of tings
    Yeah I’m smokin’ a bag and killed that cat like curiosity
    All night I buy some rings and swear by me
    Cut


  • Young Thug – MLK Lyrics

    [Intro: Young Thug]
    Yeah, yeah, ayy, woah
    Oh no, hold on, yeah

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I was havin’ a dream
    I was whippin’ a Rolls Royce
    And I bought everything that I want
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
    Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
    I was dead broke, hustlin’ off the steps
    Now I rock water like I’m Michael Phelps, yeah
    Black diamonds, Black History Month
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight

    [Verse 1: Young Thug]
    I was just rollin’ the dice, huh
    I was just tryna get by, I gambled my life, huh
    I fucked around, had a kid and he had to stay fly, whew
    I ain’t give no fuck, I got fresh from the shit on the side
    I pray to God I die in my sleep
    I pray my deaf brother don’t run into the police
    ‘Cause you tellin’ him to put his hands up, he can’t hear
    Ain’t goin’ for deceased
    These rookie police need to get trained, even in their sleep
    Fuck around, make a nigga put it to your head lice, don’t it?
    Come here, gon’ tell you how to get that cheese, macaroni
    Spent all my tour money on the ring
    Told ’em, “Go ‘head, get everything they fuckin’ see,” yeah
    I grew my shit like I’m Mad Dog
    I got a white and a black dog
    I swear now that he’s on Adderall
    Look in my face, I’m on Adderall
    Shawty more P than a Madden ball
    Suck on that cat, I’m the baddest, dawg
    This sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce
    Yeah gon’ pop a bean, join me
    Fairfax, we shoppin’ spree, on me
    Hundred thousand dollars and mixin’ leans, on me
    You better not have to OD on me, ayy
    Let’s go to people town
    Put somethin’ in your account, bae
    Now you don’t need me around, yeah
    She want me to play and I ain’t with it
    Yeah, gon’ gon’ ring around
    Sing to her like Sean Garrett
    I know my woes ready (my woes)
    Tell me your card info (card info)
    She don’t got no ego
    Loosen up her backbones (her backbones)
    Bendin’ her hardwood floors (woah)
    Pussy wonderful (wonderful)
    Uh, I came from rags to riches (woah)
    She don’t got time to clash with bitches
    She buyin’ bags for bitches
    I’m ’bout to spazz, just listen
    I don’t finish last, I win it, huh (win)
    I beat that cat like Nitti, yeah
    I bought a Jag with a Hemi, ayy
    I throw a flag on these bitches, ayy
    I wrapped up the last of these bitches
    Foreign tags and American
    Bring me a milli’, I’ll marry her, yeah

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I was havin’ a dream
    I was whippin’ a Rolls Royce
    And I bought everything that I want
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
    Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
    I was dead broke, hustlin’ off the steps
    Now I rock water like I’m Michael Phelps, yeah
    Black diamonds, Black History Month
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight

    [Verse 2: Young Thug]
    My dream just started workin’
    Come ride with me and it’ll be gifts and curses
    I see you… drinkin’ syrup, I see you workin
    I see you…
    I can see that ass from the front, it done got big on me
    You can sit a cup on it and you can bid on it
    Real pimp, no jabroni, I’m not gon’ sit on it
    Tour around the whole wo-o-orld, Bands on me
    Got a whole lot of M’s on me, ya dig? Hey
    Whole lot of M’s on me, hey
    Big body Benz on me, hey
    Ride Bentley trucks on E, hey
    Bless you sneeze on me, hey
    Lamborghini luxury (luxury)
    Lamborghini merch on me (merch)
    Lamborghini Merci’, Merci’
    Lamborghini murk-a, murk-a
    Lamborghini wife with me, hey
    Lamborghini price increased, hey
    Ayy, 400 bitches (hey) way I live (that’s the way I live, hey)
    You just said free my bro (hey) now he back on in the Pen (hey)
    You ain’t ever cracked a seal (hey) then you got a deal
    Pour that Actavis

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I was havin’ a dream
    I was whippin’ a Rolls Royce
    And I bought everything that I want
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight
    Martin Luther King overnight, ayy
    I was dead broke, hustlin’ off the steps
    Now I rock water like I’m Michael Phelps, yeah
    Black diamonds, Black History Month
    Turned to Martin Luther King overnight

    [Verse 3: Trouble]
    It wasn’t like you had my back, no (no)
    Homie you not have a whole spine
    Didn’t ever wanna admit to the fact
    That your baby boy was contemplatin’ dyin’
    In the dream, yeah, I done seen you cryin’
    Dream don’t compare to what I done seen (yeah)
    They tried to kill me for nothin’ (lived though)
    Tell her yeah she got it bussin’ (brrt)
    Think about everybody else
    I think once to myself, I think once to myself (not one time)
    Only blamma to the left (damn) I’m up in the booth by myself
    Never came for the fame, no (no)
    I’m the same nigga, the same goals (same one)
    Niggas hatin’ for these lame hoes
    Put that pussy on me, she been tamed though (pussy)

    [Verse 4: Shad da God]
    Actavis got me dreamin’, Martin Luther (What you say?)
    Rolls Royces and diamonds, they wet like coochie (they lucky, wow)
    Boo right here sittin’ with a K full of kick like Bruce Lee
    And I, ah, ah, jewelry, I got a line on that jewelry
    Bitch on that, ayy, ayy, Malcolm X, tryna shoot me (shoot, shoot)
    Screamin’ that, uh, got babies in that dually cruiser (woo)
    You juugin’, you blessed, at your scene, blew bankroll like usual (bankroll)
    They chasin’ the belt, I’m goin’ so fast it look like they’re in neutral (skrrt)
    I was havin’ some lean
    She wanna play with that Charlie Sheen
    Put that bitch on a bean (hollup)
    She steady dreamin’ ’bout lots of tings, she want lots of tings
    Yeah I’m smokin’ a bag and killed that cat like curiosity
    All night I buy some rings and swear by me
    Cut


  • Solange – Interlude: Tina Taught Me lyrics

    [Spoken Word Interlude: Tina Lawson]
    I think part of it is accepting that it’s so much beauty in being Black and that’s the thing that, I guess, I get emotional about because I’ve always known that. I’ve always been proud to be Black. Never wanted to be nothing else. Loved everything about it, just…

    It’s such beauty in Black people, and it really saddens me when we’re not allowed to express that pride in being Black, and that if you do, then it’s considered anti-white. No! You just pro-black. And that’s okay. The two don’t go together. Because you celebrate Black culture does not mean that you don’t like white culture or that you putting it down. It’s just taking pride in it, but what’s irritating is when somebody says, you know, “They’re racist!”, “That’s reverse racism!” or, “They have a Black History Month, but we don’t have a White History Month!”
    Well, all we’ve ever been taught is white history. So, why are you mad at that? Why does that make you angry? That is to suppress me and to make me not be proud