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Black Panther 3

by Bo Luke

HOOK

Why they throwing dirt on my name?

(why they throwing dirt on my name)

Why they all in my lane?

(why don't they get up out my way)

They be all in my way

(I'm on the road to gold and fame
Road to gold and fame
Road to gold and fame)


VERSE

I be in the booth hopping out like I'm Superman
Shoutout to them Clark Kents they don't even stand a chance

Higher than a cape I be smoking on that grape
Fresh off an EP I'm working on a tape

You gotta keep it moving if you wanna be great
Been up like two days I don't even need a break

She blowing up my phone but I tell her it can wait
She always throw a fit now she wanna cry a lake

Well damn this lifetsyle that I'm living is the one for me
It help me breathe through the pain and the misery

Them nights in Sag used to pray for them better times
I left the Sag now I wait for them better times

Oh my don't lecture me
Nike socks I'm too elite
Always been up on my feet
If you work you don't eat I'm done

Sometimes I be arrogant
But it's not inherited
Don't you blame my parenting I'm through

Stuck up in the jungle man these niggas wanna bubble
So they stay up in the huddle but I never ever fumble
Keep the rock like it's some rubble

I be causing trouble in that field I'm down to rumble
That's fasho

Incomplete like Sisquo
Missing all my kinfolk
Unc said I'm real strong
Fuck the past and move on
Mama said I'm too gone

Auntie said just lock on
If it feel good than you right on


HOOK

Why they throwing dirt on my name?

(why they throwing dirt on my name)

Why they all in my lane?

(why don't they get up out my way)

They be all in my way

(I'm on the road to gold and fame
Road to gold and fame
Road to gold and fame)