"F Golden Gate Fields" lyrics
You know, fuck that racist shit, you feel me?
Sometimes you just gotta speak your mind with this art
Y'all know the real ones know that I love you, you hear me?
I just got some questions out here for the ones that's before us
That put this shit in position, you feel me? Like why?
You know, some things I be seein', it be crazy
Like I be like, "Damn, man, the fuck goin' on?" You feel me?
Music for somebody in a struggle, you feel me?
You know, fuck the Golden Gate Fields, you hear me?
Ayy
Race to end animal gamblin', fuck these crackers
Every time I see 'em on the horses, it's like slave master
When I see sports, it's like the slave auction
The trade block, the safe block, dog breedin'
When we gon' come from and who need it?
Fuck they crackers from the 1700s and the 1800s and the 1900s
They blame me for growing up in poverty, like we had a choice
Y'all want me to read and y'all want me to have a voice
Let my people free, hurt the whole family tree
Redline this out, no Claremont for me
Suck my dick, bitch, we runnin' the street
I don't spread hate, but I ask why the half are tryna hold me back
And they make fun of raps, psi-ops from the oppressor, I can see that. Wanna traumatize me multiple times, I can't believe that, it's Lil B
Motherfuck 'em
Motherfuck the Golden Gate Fields
Motherfuck the Golden Gate Fields
Fuck the Golden Gate Fields
Motherfuck the Golden Gate Fields
Yeah, motherfuck the Golden Gate Fields
Like I said
You know, when I say, "Motherfuck the Golden Gate Fields"
You know, it's the institution, you feel me?
You know I ain't tryna hate on nobody
Like I said, you know that skin color, all that other shit, man, that's
Fuck all that shit, man, we together
I got love for the Quakers, I got love for abolitionists
The law said runaway slaves is criminal
Y'all can suck my dick for life, they make prisons modern-day slavery
Tryna give us reality shows like we don't know
How fucked up the system is against these black folks
On top of that my money low, fuck Britain and fuck history
And fuck the system, I don't believe nothin' that I read
Question what I see, I ain't gonna let these crackers jiggerboo me
Black on black crime is a lie, a bunch of confused n that wanna die
I feel for you, the spirit high
Better than divided, world peace, man, an internal riot
I love y'all right now, I love all of y'all, all the whole world
Yes, the whole world
No matter your color, fuck brainwashin'
We gotta break out and get this love poppin'
That's the only option and I say that and mean that
Don't backtrack on that fake shit, I said
We gotta get this love poppin', no matter your skin color
There's no option and where you from, I love the whole world, I mean that
Lil B, let's keep this art alive, I mean that
Yeah
Yeah
Fuck Golden Gate Fields
Fuck Golden Gate Fields
Yeah
Fuck Golden Gate Fields
Yeah
Uh
Sometimes you just gotta speak your mind with this art
Y'all know the real ones know that I love you, you hear me?
I just got some questions out here for the ones that's before us
That put this shit in position, you feel me? Like why?
You know, some things I be seein', it be crazy
Like I be like, "Damn, man, the fuck goin' on?" You feel me?
Music for somebody in a struggle, you feel me?
You know, fuck the Golden Gate Fields, you hear me?
Ayy
Race to end animal gamblin', fuck these crackers
Every time I see 'em on the horses, it's like slave master
When I see sports, it's like the slave auction
The trade block, the safe block, dog breedin'
When we gon' come from and who need it?
Fuck they crackers from the 1700s and the 1800s and the 1900s
They blame me for growing up in poverty, like we had a choice
Y'all want me to read and y'all want me to have a voice
Let my people free, hurt the whole family tree
Redline this out, no Claremont for me
Suck my dick, bitch, we runnin' the street
I don't spread hate, but I ask why the half are tryna hold me back
And they make fun of raps, psi-ops from the oppressor, I can see that. Wanna traumatize me multiple times, I can't believe that, it's Lil B
Motherfuck 'em
Motherfuck the Golden Gate Fields
Motherfuck the Golden Gate Fields
Fuck the Golden Gate Fields
Motherfuck the Golden Gate Fields
Yeah, motherfuck the Golden Gate Fields
Like I said
You know, when I say, "Motherfuck the Golden Gate Fields"
You know, it's the institution, you feel me?
You know I ain't tryna hate on nobody
Like I said, you know that skin color, all that other shit, man, that's
Fuck all that shit, man, we together
I got love for the Quakers, I got love for abolitionists
The law said runaway slaves is criminal
Y'all can suck my dick for life, they make prisons modern-day slavery
Tryna give us reality shows like we don't know
How fucked up the system is against these black folks
On top of that my money low, fuck Britain and fuck history
And fuck the system, I don't believe nothin' that I read
Question what I see, I ain't gonna let these crackers jiggerboo me
Black on black crime is a lie, a bunch of confused n that wanna die
I feel for you, the spirit high
Better than divided, world peace, man, an internal riot
I love y'all right now, I love all of y'all, all the whole world
Yes, the whole world
No matter your color, fuck brainwashin'
We gotta break out and get this love poppin'
That's the only option and I say that and mean that
Don't backtrack on that fake shit, I said
We gotta get this love poppin', no matter your skin color
There's no option and where you from, I love the whole world, I mean that
Lil B, let's keep this art alive, I mean that
Yeah
Yeah
Fuck Golden Gate Fields
Fuck Golden Gate Fields
Yeah
Fuck Golden Gate Fields
Yeah
Uh
