Washington Redskins - Blockhead, Billy Woods

They love they skins

Negroes and white men agree he can jump out the gym

Out on a limb if you assuming we friends

Assume nothing, be better off in the end

Buried where the Potomac bend

Harpers Ferry tides blood rimmed

Fight for Old DC Write tight eulogy

Houses underwater in PG and what rough beast

Slouches towards Northeast to be born

The Quickening

From podiums madmen heap scorn wild-eyed bickering

The best lack all conviction

The worst claim it was written

Judge said «nigga, listen»

Then it was off to debtor’s prison

Still caught the game dayroom television

Blood feud crude weapon water drawn wood hewed

No new news sky bruised sour amuse bouche

Dour delta blues blunt-stained tooth

Sold it 'till it sold out

Sold the house

Soul long since sold

So it’s no doubt

Sold it 'till it sold out

Sold the house

Soul long since sold

So it’s no doubt

Sold it 'till it sold out

Sold the house

Soul long since sold

So it’s no doubt

Sold it 'till it sold out

Sold the house

Soul long since sold

So it’s no doubt

Homemade fade Starter blue and maize

Shirt had a Bart Simpson phrase

Copped weight outside RFK

Run off blocks like the counter-trey

Still, where there’s a will there’s a way

Time capsule raw pepper spray haze

One way or another all debts get paid

Told the brother all bullets is strays

Silver Spring Metro waitin on that Y8

Sippin petrol waitin for that heat to break

Sitting by the AC in the Ethiopian place

Best case scenario;

looking at 8−8

Look out the window;

errything changed

Nostalgia;

Apartheid era street names

Now you got skin in the game

Sold it till it sold out (sold it 'till it sold out)

Sold it till it sold out (sold it 'till it sold out)

Sold it till it sold out