Backboards - Sene, Blu

I hear the backboards

Or is it crackheads shooting .22s

That they carry in they shoes during crack wars?

You could be a young’un in the city that I’m from

And either way, life changes when somebody presses fast forward

All I wanted was some pussy and a passport

So I ain’t on the train when the baseheads blast off

I don’t pledge allegiance

See you when I see you

If I see you when I need you

They say collab or die, I was never for procedure

How the fuck can someone climb by reaching underneath them?

You just below the sneakers

P. S. Yes, these are pf’s

Our peeps’ll never be the bleacher creatures screaming, «We next»

Keep the kings around our table, keep the queens in the bed

Y’all keep the collars, we the regal in the v-necks and Regals

Flew the coop, say his name

Bald eagle where all’s equal cause all’s evil

I say my prayers time to time, no doubt

But ain’t no doubt in my mind there will be no sequel

So in the name of the father

Where I’m from, S Dot Carter

Nino and Pacino, yelling «Chi Chi» by the water

This is on some Jungle Book, except for I’m the author

There’d be nothing more to say

If it wasn’t for today

Paint a picture of escape

But I’ll never run away

They trying to make me out of a fool, I make em hand me a mule

And told em hand me a tool and turn this booth to a school

They trying to tell me to die, put that tool in his eye

Make em take back pride, I’m back to break bad ties

Told the city I’m home, it’s a pity you gone

Coulda said it to the dead, but I said it to clones

They call me B-L-U, keep the details short

Send your female love and send that e-mail through

I give a fuck about the drama

Bout to slap the shit out of a rapper momma

If he keep acting like he got a problem

Keep it true and original, you exist in the digital

Being me is a ritual, being you is a ridicule

Swallow your efforts, spot you out like a leopard

Peace to God and the shepherd

That nigga Hov is a measure

You could praise all the Jays

You could say it’s a phase

Some are meant to remain

And some of you got to change

My advice is leave your vices where the vice is

Ain’t no prizes for the fighters that lost

Cut the snake after he swallows his thoughts

Bitch niggas