Progressive 3 Lyrics

Yeah, Back And Blacker Than Ever
Got Sick Of Waiting For These Actors To Get It Together
Still In then Gutters, All My Brothers Is Birds Of A Feather
Tryna Get This Paper Cause My People Done Struggled Forever
Son Of My Father, Gunning For Stardom, It's Worth A Shot
They Hate Me Like I'm Fucking They Mama, That's Why I Serve Em HOT
Shells They Burning, As Long As Hell Is Burning
I'll Murder God If He Was Tryna Fuck Up My Paper, Nigga, That's All I Got
The Black And Brown Been Going Through A Holocaust
You See Obama Just A House Nigga To Me

They Locked The Children In The Prison And They Ditching The Key