BLACK EFFECT

Can you tell us about love?

Hmm

Well there is love of children, love of self, love of God, love of a partner

All of them have a different shape, but all of dem is the same in the end

It's about sensitivity, it's about passion

It's about unconditional giving of self to another person

And there's love of humanity

That's the love that is right now needed most

Love of humanity

But in everything, in all of that love, there is a soul

It's like when you take some eggs and break them

And you take the shells and mix them up

Trying to find the one's that match

When you find the perfect match

That comparity results in passion

Results in unconditional giving of self

Yeah!

I'm good on any MLK Blvd

I'm good on any MLK Blvd

See my vision with a TEC

Bitch, I'm Malcolm X

Haters dreading my effect

They want that Das EFX

Get yo' hands up high, like a false arrest

Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test, yes

Put 'em up, this is not a test

Now hands where I can see 'em, fuck a false arrest

This Off White fit that I rock, shit permanent, hmm

The 'fro that I grow got no perm in it, hmm

A **** late, but he best dressed

Got slowed down by the weight of my necklaces

Park the Lex in projects, bitch, I'm reckless

Extra magazine, hopped on the jet with my Ebony chick

Blacker than the Essence Fest

The behind the back pass is so effortless

Lebron James to you Omarosas

Dapper Dan at 4 am, shit, I am the culture

I made my own wave, so now they anti Tidal

I'm living a no sock life to spite you

Since the Kalief doc they been at my neck

Ya'll could tell 'em Trayvon is coming next

The SEC, the FBI or the IRS

I pass the alphabet boys like a eye test

Yeah!

I'm good on any MLK Blvd

I'm good

I'm good on any MLK Blvd

We good

See my vision with a TEC

Bitch, I'm Malcolm X

I'm Malcolm X

Haters dreading my effect

They want that Das EFX

Get yo' hands up high, like a false arrest

Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test, yes

Put 'em up, this is not a test

Put your hands where I can see 'em, fuck a false arrest

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

Higher

I'm good anywhere I go, anywhere I go

I pull up like the Freedom Riders, hop out on Rodeo

Stunt with your curls your lips, Sarah Baartman hips

Gotta hop into my jeans like I hop into my whip, yeah

Mobbing in a hoodie like Melo

Come up out that pretty motherfucker like

"Hello, hello"

I will never let you shoot the nose off my Pharaoh, yeah

Yeah

I like purple and Purple Rain

Tryna put red and blue together

Bitch, that's on gang

These people tryna get me out the paint

'Cause I cook collard greens and yams better than ya' aunt

Man, we started with a mustard seed

Now we in the grey 911, with the mustard seats

Sheesh! Matte black Puma jet

Shining my light on the world, just like Umi said

Got the Richard Mille, all colors

Might hit you with the rose gold all summer

For the culture, they even biting cornrows

Put your scarecrows up

I come from the finest crop

Tell 'em the gods on road

Watch 'em line the block

The Chitlin' Circuit has stopped!

Now we in stadiums, 80 thou' a WAP, yeah

Watch

I'm good on any MLK Blvd

I'm good

I'm good on any MLK Blvd

We good

See my vision with a TEC

Bitch, I'm Malcolm X

I'm Malcolm X

Haters dreading my effect

They want that Das EFX

Get yo hands up high, like a false arrest

Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test, yes

Put 'em up, this is not a test

Your hands where I can see 'em, fuck a false arrest