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I'm on a mission to bring the lyrics back to hip hop in my own little way, so I decided each week I'm gonna pick a verse from one of the new joints I post and throw it up as the Verse of The Week.
The verse that gets the honor of being the first Verse of The Week is Nas' first verse on his Black President joint from the mixtape he is putting out with DJ Green Lantern. I probably could of picked any verse from that song but I went with the first verse.
Verse of The Week:
They forgot us on the block, got us in the box
Solitary confinement, how violent are these cops?
They need an early retirement, how many rallies will I watch?
I ain't got it in me to march, I got a semi to spark
The games in a drought, public housing, projects, cooking up in the Pyrex
My set, my click, either getting money or running from homicide trial as if they haven't died yet
Trying to be rich, still I'm pledging allegiance
A predicate felon, a ghetto leader, lending my poetical genius,
to whoever may need it, I bleed this from Queensbridge,
now living with my feet up never defeated,
So our presidents needed
You know these colored folks and negroes hate to see one of their own succeeding
America surprise us and let a black man guide us
The verse that gets the honor of being the first Verse of The Week is Nas' first verse on his Black President joint from the mixtape he is putting out with DJ Green Lantern. I probably could of picked any verse from that song but I went with the first verse.
Verse of The Week:
They forgot us on the block, got us in the box
Solitary confinement, how violent are these cops?
They need an early retirement, how many rallies will I watch?
I ain't got it in me to march, I got a semi to spark
The games in a drought, public housing, projects, cooking up in the Pyrex
My set, my click, either getting money or running from homicide trial as if they haven't died yet
Trying to be rich, still I'm pledging allegiance
A predicate felon, a ghetto leader, lending my poetical genius,
to whoever may need it, I bleed this from Queensbridge,
now living with my feet up never defeated,
So our presidents needed
You know these colored folks and negroes hate to see one of their own succeeding
America surprise us and let a black man guide us
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