BNP lyrics

by

3% (3 Percent AUS)



[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Oh sh*t (Oh sh*t), I'm back on my sh*t (On what?)
I'm a stranger in my own land
Get that [?] out of them bricks
Huh, B-N-P (Aye), B-N-P (Aye), black and proud b*tch (Black and proud b*tch)
B-N-P, B-N-P, I'm black and proud b*tch (Okay, okay)
Oh sh*t (Oh sh*t), I'm back on my sh*t (Yeah)
I'm a stranger in my own land
Get that [?] out of them bricks, yeah
Huh, B-N-P, B-N-P, black and proud b*tch (I'm black and proud)
B-N-P, B-N-P, I'm black and proud b*tch

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Oh sh*t, guess who landed on the moon
I don't come from suit and tie, I don't come from silver spoon
Come from never bite your tongue, be the loudest in the room
Bite the bullet 'til it break, don't you wait for it to
I've been beaten black and blue, I've been beaten 1 v 2
It's just me, myself and tribе, what the f*ck we gonna do?
But I really B-N-P, еvery f*cking day and week
I close my eyes, and I see black, I can do this in my sleep
Lately, I been counting sheep, 'cause they need to count some Z's
If jealousy is a disease they ain't get that sh*t from me
But I do hope you get well, I guess only time will tell
And if we're talkin' time and money, free my cousins out of jail (Ah)
[Chorus]
Oh sh*t (Oh sh*t), I'm back on my sh*t (On what?)
I'm a stranger in my own land
Get that [?] out of them bricks
Yeah, huh, B-N-P, B-N-P, black and proud b*tch (Black and what?)
B-N-P, B-N-P, I'm black and proud b*tch
Oh sh*t, I'm back on my sh*t (Uhuh)
I'm a stranger in my own land
Get that [?] out of them bricks

[Bridge]
Always was and always will be here don't f*ck with us
Standing on the sacred ground, you don't f*ck with us
Always was and always will be here don't f*ck with us
And you don't f*ck with, oh-oh
B-N-P, B-N-P, black and proud b*tch (Black and proud b*tch)
B-N-P, B-N-P, I'm black and proud b*tch
B-N-P, B-N-P, I'm black and proud b*tch
B-N-P, tell the Queen I need that crown, b*tch

[Verse 2]
Oh sh*t, guess who stole the f*cking sun
This my father's oldest son, kept that wisdom from my mum
Now this black boy stackin' funds
Put that spear right in their lungs
This that weak minds getting sung
See that tree branch where they hung?
That's that family tree why they scared of me?
I need [yarn?], I need therapy, I need change for a better me
But I still want pain for my enemies
And I'm really B-N-P, every f*cking time I speak
I close my eyes and I see bread, this that yellow, black and red
Million dollars kill the dead
Little man you 'bout to see if jealousy is a disease
They ain't get that sh*t from me
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