Liberation Of Lonzo Williams Letra

Face of zits, but gettin' grits

with black steel firesticks

Tryin' to build an empire something like Darth Vader

Now Lonzo was armed with nuttin but a mean mug

(But tucked a forty-five with forty-five thugs)

He was a jitter-bug thug

Kept at the dance, cut the rug

(Treatin' his sistas like a hooker)

Greetin' his potnas with a hug

Breakdown, shakedown

This brother would take pounds

or sooner to be cake grounds

And then go make rounds

Firearms protectin' wads of gorgeous green

Paper stacks of paid tax offa broken dreams

At puberty his liberty was found within a key

Lonzo's lookin' but he's lookin' for a way to be free

Here's a key, (there's a key)

But Lonzo where' yours

There's no key to the door

But there's money on the floor

(So stoop down)

Bend over

(Hurry, pick it up fast)

But watch out Lonzo

You'll get fucked in the ass



Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo



Knock, knock

(Who is it?)

Time to visit, but it's two years late

'Cause Lonzo's rollin' harder and it's 1988

He's got some fat 'ems, got some mo' friends

(And a brand new Benz)

He's got respect and expects that it won't end

A couch is still a couch (and a chair is still a chair)

But a house is now a crackhouse, Luther, Lonzo's there

Dyin' brains, Dyin bodies to and from this dead residence

Try in vain to kill they pain

Exchange it for dead presidents

Many bourgeois parlez france

(I don't speak it but I know it)

'S all the same

(Da bidness game)

But ya go to jail for this shit

We would try, for Lonzo's survival

was based on stoppin' rivals

Who's the fittest as I raise my fist some can't survive

and not be ruthless

(So while we scrape and scratch for bones)

and the cellular phone, (somebody sittin' on the throne)

'Cause they don't let black folks own

They just give us this shit on loan

Kick it



Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo



What was I finna say? Oh, yeah Lonzo's back in the county man

Damn well we'll go visit him on Sunday when we visit Dee a'ight

(Madge says that Bounty is the quicker picker upper)

Well Lonzo says that county is the slipper, tripper, stucker

Years of unsettled funk and who gets what bunk, junk

Makes ya feel like ya took a test and flunked

(But don't get disturbed or perturbed

The teacher's on my last nerve

plus he grades with a downhill curve)

Told Lonzo, pick it, the system is wicked

trick it, but dick it

we got a way to lick it

Gave him a book, said here's the ticket

(Now he's a dig dig)

To learnin' how we been afflicted

and what distributin' that shit did

I made a quick bid to say "Don't trip kid"

"You never worked for the mob"

("Ya had a government job")

Lonzo knew I was right, no fight, now we're tight

(Plus he been outta jail about a year ago last night)

Now he hangs with us for revolutionary ruckus

And five-0 more than ever wants to fuck us

Just 'cause we know the road to riches is more crooked than narrow

We'll get more power from a hundred thousand gun barrels



Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo

A bad, a bad, a bad, bad man

You know this kid?

Lonzo