Verse 1

This a beat from the Black Forest
I wanna smack Boris, I'm shouting where's Wallace
Looking for some black solace
Brothers eating thick porridge, locked for a quick forage
West made me wanna quit college
Dropout get it, gonna cop me a media whore
Red Bone, match my sepia floor
They say Sharia Law taking over
But the government white like baking soda
And I never eat my bacon sober
All this hate it makes you older, it creates hunger
Take a break free the soldiers, you could be younger
You bomb them, then we under attack
You ignore them, n then you plunder Iraq, twats
No democracy project, this hypocrisy logic
You arm militias, now they vicious
Hope your bullet you dodge it
I get the hell out of Dodge, to the Black Forest
They made my beat with logs, it’s the rap chorus

Hook

You gonna clap for us, it’s the Black Forest
You gonna clap for us, it’s the Black Forest
They said money grows on trees, but I logged out spam
Gotta branch out, if gonna stand out fam
You gonna clap for us, it’s the Black Forest
You gonna clap for us, it’s the Black Forest
They said money grows on trees, but I logged out
Barking up the wrong tree, bring the dogs out wooooooof

Verse 2

This the Black Forest Whitaker prize
Katie Hopkins get a dick in her eye
The same press that were shitting on Di, were mourning
Every morning sell Britain a lie
This the Black Forest, had a black Woods
When he said he isn’t black, he ain’t that good
This the Black Forest with the runaways
Cops chop sapplings, put your gun away
I’m on the underground, I’m on a railroad
I’m gonna break into prison, free a jail load
Can you follow all my underground tracks
I love women with curves, brown baps
So why da rap scene, ignore the black queen
We no loyalty, yo your royalty
If you a king king, never back down
But a black queen protect your black crown

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Verse 3

It’s the Black Forest, where the trees higher
They wanna seize man, but man we need a cease fire
Damn don’t need a damn to keep the immigrants out
You plan of fear got you living in doubt
Chip off the old block, hip-hop with no props
No gimmicks, no mimics, n I know no limits
See the woods for the trees, baggy hood got my p’s
They so cold, never give proper tees
Gentrify _ you can’t pay your rent then buy
Bye bye, you pay all your rent then die
The crack game, damn it they sent us high
Black chains n damn we weren’t meant to fly
You asked why did the Caged Bird Sing
Cos Coretta’s getting letters from their kings in the bing
Cures of the ting, judge merciless Ming
We need to fly, need to try, gonna free both wings

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