100 Black Panthers

A whole nation, I’m still beastin'
All black, yellin', «King me»
I ain’t dying on my knees
Boy, don’t be your own worst enemy
Never had to wonder, «Will I ever be
The one thrown, watching black thoughts? Will I ever see the sun?»
Feel like King Kendrick, always had the jewelry in me
No fool’s gold, shinin' like a white
Not another man like me
They wanna tell me what I’m worth? Nah!
How you finna tell me what I’m worth? Nah!
I’m a king in my right, in my own mind
Baby boy, I know mine
Been this way my whole life
Throw me in the fire, Imma hold mine
Now, we’re ready for the future, it’s about time
Black in power, I feel like King T’Challa
Suicide doors, and they open like comics
Petals at my feet, no Tour du France
Would it kill you to pay homage?
Hold my hands is what they’re yelling out
Then, they gave me something I could fight for
I was stupid, I was prideful
They, they gave me something I could die for
'Till the days when there’s flowerss on my grave
And they’re singing to the Heavens with a hundred praise dancers
When I go, I need a row of black limos at the service like a hundred black
panthers
Like a hundred black panthers
When I go, I need a row of black limos at the service, like a hundred black
panthers
'Till the days when there’s flowers on my grave
And they’re singing to the Heavens with a hundred praise dancers
When I go, I need a row of black limos at the service, like a hundred black
panthers
Like a hundred black panthers
When I go, I need a row of black limos at the service, like a hundred black
panthers
I’m the hero that you need, not the one you want
I wear my pain on my sleeves, ain’t no cover-ups
Did it all, they gon' tell you you ain’t done enough
Did it all, they gon' tell you you ain’t done enough
Outside there, boy, they saw your Lamborghini
Heart booming like the Congos, I ain’t never miss a beat
Every enemy defeated, so they on fatigue
I’m the ruler, tell the court chief that I run with destiny
I pledge allegiance to the jungle
Young man had to rumble, I can’t leave my dynasty to crumble
Different type of humble, what’s a person hung up on destruction Imma hunt yours
…gets a bloody nose
Take it all in like a black hole
They say, «The sun shines everywhere.»
Boy, we got the skin like a Firestone
Hold my hands is what they’re yelling out
Then, they gave me something I could fight for
I was stupid, I was prideful
They, they gave me something I could die for
'Till the days when there’s flowers on my grave
And they’re singing to the Heavens with a hundred praise dancers
When I go, I need a row of black limos at the service, like a hundred black
panthers
Like a hundred black panthers
When I go, I need a row of black limos at the service, like a hundred black
panthers
'Till the days when there’s flowers on my grave
And they’re singing to the Heavens with a hundred praise dancers
When I go, I need a row of black limos at the service, like a hundred black
panthers
Like a hundred black panthers
When I go, I need a row of black limos at the service, like a hundred black
panthers