jeff long - tage & nottz lyrics
[hook: tage]
son and mom were property, daddy remain anonymous
his son a black congressman who’s here in the posthumous
son and mom were property, daddy remain anonymous (old white man sh*t)
but his son a black congressman who’s here in the posthumous (in my consciousness)
[verse: tage]
born in the era of terror. hard to tell what time
i speak of when you live in americ*c*c*couldn’t be any
clearer, a slim chance i would soar. i was sold
twenty*four years before the war, i was four. for an
undisclosed amount to a clothes connoisseur, i would mop
the floor and absorb game around his store
rub shouldеrs with politically elite, ability to peep
they mindsеts and villainy they speak, they k!lling when we sleep
i sneak, read they newspapers each and every week
i ought to stop, the auction block is right across the street
for me to see in plain view, to normalize the pain through
my owner saulsbury couldn’t calm the coil, but for the toil
and for being loyal, hit me with some soil
get my own store, make some muhf*ckas blood boil
on my mama (on my mama)
the definition of some gangsta sh*t (gangsta sh*t)
all your life, they tell you to work to be first
but if you black and you the first, then it’s the worst (then it’s the worst)
so f*ck it. i’ma make they blood boil
(they blood boil) word around town
i was uncontested in cutting a double*breasted (cutting a double*breasted)
they coming into my store when they want the fresh sh*t
i’m money*making out in macon, fighting for the next sh*t
motherland in the back of my mind, how we need an exit
then had my first daughter annie, i’m 29, same year
the war ended in ‘65—underline!
let’s reconstruct once they emanc*p*te ya, we ushered
32 brothers into the legislature. for government
to circumvent? it didn’t hesitate to
they expelled all 32, and there’ll be further murder too, they ain’t just
tryna to hurt a few, my wife circle heard it too (true)
but still we standing vertical, found out
their favorite political tactic is to k!ll ya
white riot, thrilla in camilla. from then on
couldn’t seem to simmer my blood boil (blood boil)
(the blood boil) live a nightmare
in the day, so my night’s sleepless. meanwhile
i’ma write speeches that might reach us. we need
federal representay and some tight teachers
(federal interest and the right teachers) i see
right through disguise, i can match y’all eyes (match y’all eyes)
while i *n*lyze some white lies from white allies that might
bail sides. show me who you is. never words
but how you move told me who you is (told me who you is!). still
accepting that i’m selected got me effectively elected
my electorate electric (my electorate electric)
accepting that i’m selected got me effectively elected
my electorate electric (my electorate electric)
they looking at the first georgia black official (he in the houuuse!)
watch the property taxes triple, i’m jeff long
(jeff long) (he, he in the houuuse!)
the definition of some gangsta sh*t (gangsta sh*t)
for writing and reading, he an outlaw (outlaw). from being
bought and sold to speaking on the house floor (house floor). my mama
told me speak truth until they blood boil (blood boil)
(watch!) i’ma make they blood boil (blood boil)
i’ma make they blood boil, blood boil, yeah
i’ma make they blood boil (blood boil)
i’ma make they blood boil, blood boil, yeah
i’ma make they blood boil, blood boil, yeah
blood boil, yeah
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