Black Belt Thesis ft. Sunny Ture Lyrics

Yo, canopy, on top of trees

Falcon, that's Maltese

Always bag the greens myself like an Aldi's

All these bitches love me it's exhausting

Float like helium balloons or a wasp wing

Notes type premium, signed, sealed, delivered

I was in and out the city both sides of the river

How you figure I ain't dope, might be the dopest nigga living

My Nikes need speed, left lane, side missions

Fly precision nigga, similar to Kawasaki pistons

My division paint scenes like Jodorowsky visions

With a pen I could flip a figment to a photo

Ten miles, uphill both ways, moose logo

Hundred miles in the sand, used to have a band

Back when, counting dividends up in South Bend

Bounced in then I bounced out

I kept the rhymes under the floor just like a safe house

My underground base now

Yo, this is what I'm rapping bout

My main focus is a Black nation in the South

Forty acres divvied out

I could've took a different route

But I ain't like the way the map looked

I'm tryna stack books, raps written down

This is what I'm rapping bout

My main focus is a Black nation in the South

Forty acres divvied out

I could've took a different route

But I ain't like the way the map looked

I'm tryna stack books, raps written down

My name's sunny, I'm the minister of culture

Y'all cool with bird talk, while I'm aiming at the vultures

Talking from the sidelines, I'm marching with the soldiers

We strike like the cobras till its right or its over

My light super nova, mix the base with baking soda

Bout to take u higher cuz they tryna take us lower

Three fifths what they said that we was nigga hold up

RIP richard Pryor, I'm about to blow up

Real shit I don't ask them repent, just what they owe us

And fuck the police, we reversing every quota

Every time I roll up, they gone love the aroma

Some niggas sleeping like they in love with the coma

We still wake em up, gotta take it up

Making space for us, so honestly, I can't hear your problem till I bake enough

I break a zip down and split it with the set

I'm a rebel with a cause dawg, as quiet as it is kept

Yo, this is what I'm rapping bout

My main focus is a Black nation in the South

Forty acres divvied out

I could've took a different route

But I ain't like the way the map looked

I'm tryna stack books, raps written down

This is what I'm rapping bout

My main focus is a Black nation in the South

Forty acres divvied out

I could've took a different route

But I ain't like the way the map looked

I'm tryna stack books, raps written down