Black Bastards Lyrics

Black Bastards lyrics

* this album was only released promotionally (bootlegs do exist though)







	"I ain't black, I ain't white!"(Repeat 12x)







[Zev Love X]



Well I'm a be a pleaser, if I had skeezer



I'd put skeezers stacked up like ice cubes in my freezer



I'd rather live to be an old geezer, O.E. squeezer



Any times I need a stress easer



Like Ebeneezer Scrooge I'm rude, my batting average is huge



Making street kids like Quaker with the goods



For as a monkey spits, I never gots the shits



Some rappers is faking, they silicon tits with plastic nipples



Pass the ripple, or anything sippable



Except for plum juice, the plums ???



Slip and slide, the next thing they say is we're with pit



Who's to flip? Who's the bitch to get fucked by a clip?



Ask Tyson, he knows about a hoe is rotten juice



Want fifteen cent, and burning like a loose



I take it to the grudge match, and she made my budget budge



Kick ehr in her snatch, and drown her in some fudge



I judge trees by the fruits and the deepness of the roots



Hard pack, and rats, chewing fruits of the roots



Some are coming bums, some zoot suit apparel



Either way to wreck shop, lock, stock, and barrel



Shirts I get ??? some dump especially when I hump



Get dough by the lump sum then hops get the jump



Sip wine in the dump, rowdy ways of any state



When I roll, bounce, rock, skate



Life will concentrate, concentration



Location's Strong Island, most skeezers on strike like Penn Station



If you don't believe me, kid come, I'll show you



We'll nurse the black bastards who act like they know you



They say 'What up black?" I say "What up?" I'm taking you
black



Has to be hard they way they master how to act black



Give my monkey slack, a funky track, still wack, you're black



You suck, you're too black, get your back







	"Ya black bastard!"







[Some ragga toaster]



Ayo, yo bum raga a la



You ain't nothing but a dumb black bastard, man



Your mama was a bastard, and your daddy, too







[Zev Love X]



Yo black, yo black, I'm back ransacking through the stacks



Of maniacial thoughts I brought to distort the black



Of mistakes of somthing, so Zev says "Keep 'em slum"



Styles to dough, rum is on my right



Of black bastards and bitches, which reminds me, I left them out



Two on my list of shit I don't give a fuck about



Smokes an artist and a butcher wears a smock



Like a butcher I gots beef with a a looptie for my cock



Call me a carpenter from how a brick my lumber got



Some now they try yard and black bumba clot



it was a lover's birthday party, a block from the spot



On stage I heard some off-beat "Lick shots, lick shots!"



Well goddamn, guess who, looking bitchy as hell



Parker Lewis, well well, I brings an L



I gave him a "Beep beep" look, he acted like he couldn't tell



I guess that was the sucker in him, ready sense of smell



The door said it was insane, the price to maintain



The damage has to be hard the way they master how to act like



Or off the funky track to rock the house that can bang



As we sat with curiosity and sipped champagne



See I became undergorund like the life in the street



The love of the beat, large is the fleet



That will remain underground for all my boys who souls sleep



Six feet deeper than the soles of my feet



it's like that, never the wack, and actual fact



It's like this, sweet as a kiss, I've simply got the knack



I've thought I've seen the worst with the pimps and the macks



The blacks in skull caps, suckers keep popping that







	"I ain't black, I ain't white!"(Repeat 12x)