malcom x (a song to me)

Singer: banner, david

this grown men shit

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach him how to sell

choppin'

cook

yell

all my baby rappers either dead or in jail

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

don't wanna teach these little girls to put their pussy on the pole

and at the end of the night get that money off the floor

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

what about patrice

malcolm he would be

i don't want these kids to grow up and be me

i don't wanna teach 'em

i used to teach 'em

'bout what? knock 'em out

them pussy niggas never talk about

big dope

big weight

we only sell to us

self hate

big gun

we only shootin' us

big pimpin'

dumb fucks

no revolution

they dead broke

no history on black folks

we fucked up

y'all niggas know it

these kids are our weight

me and tony

you ain't got keys

no bricks

bitch boy niggas

no dicks

and if you sellin' in the hood why you proud nigga?

them eye pokes

getting high nigga

these our kids in real life

you rappin' 'bout what could get them high

i don't wanna teach him how to selll

choppin'

cook

yell

all my baby rappers either dead or in jail

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

don't wanna teach these little girls to put their pussy on the pole

and at the end of the night get that money off the floor

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

what about patrice

malcolm he would be

i don't want these kids to grow up and be me

i don't wanna teach 'em

certain rappers don't want beef

this ain't 'bout y'all

it's about me

my soul

our kids

white folks

their dope and our cribs

big chains

big whips

'round your neck and our wrist

no bullshit

no mystery

a man ain't shit on this earth without history

the only thing they gonna say about black folks

we like to fuck hoes and sell dope

shoot jump shots and run balls

take white money and give it right back at the mall

louis vuitton

hate niggas

gucci hate niggas

hilfiger been saying fuck niggas

pardon me that i wouldn't cheat too

but black folks the first to yell. i don't wanna teach him how to selll

choppin'

cook

yell

all my baby rappers either dead or in jail

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

don't wanna teach these little girls to put their pussy on the pole

and at the end of the night get that money off the floor

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

i don't wanna teach 'em

what about patrice

malcolm he would be

i don't want these kids to grow up and be me

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Lyric Context: malcom x (a song to me) - banner, david