German Slave Owners

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German slave owners,
all black, we swerve on every corner.
Fall back, we work for every purchase.
Ball cap, I'm riding with my eyes concealed.
'Cause I don't wanna see the struggle that's survivors guilt,
Still I'm dead nice, dealing with my future in headlights,
told the dealership to scratch the roof like its head lice.
My motor works, Bavarian.
Push gas, the horses pull the chariot.
Look at you confusing it with arrogance.
God dang, I'm killin', got the angels wit 'em.
I never cooked the coke 'cause I couldn't get in the kitchen.
My instincts on ambition, the m6 on the wish list.
I see the pen then grip it, I pen the vision in scripture.
German slave owners.

I'm not s'posed to love you.
You got a hold on me.
Why do I care?
'Cause I know I'm addicted.
I'm a slave to your touch, to your touch.
Never running from your touch, from your touch.

German slave owners, I'm in the blue benny.
Slightly tinted so you can see who is he.
When I'm in it then you can see I'm busy.
Switch whips when riding through the city.
Stock rims, the car already pretty.
It's the Mercedes one, I'm praying that the ladies come.
Traded in my Nissan, hoping to be signed.
So I'm throwing up the peace sign. Subtracting a line.
Now I'm riding 'round the village with this rap on my mind.
I keep it plain and simple.
I'm bout my business man you ain't an issue.
I cut you off, put you on waivers and I ain't gone miss you.
I earned my stripes and now I'm so official.
I drown you phonies in the flow so much,
now you hoping that Jonah get you.
Now let's get back to this car that I'm driving.
I know the reason for the symbol,
and the meaning of the hyphen.
I had my eyes on in it even 'fore I had my license.
And now I got these whips on my back,
and you can blame it on my german slave owners.

I'm not s'posed to love you.
You got a hold on me.
Why do I care?
'Cause I know I'm addicted.
I'm a slave to your touch, to your touch.
Never running from your touch, from your touch.

German slave owner. I'm in that drop top propeller.
Haters grit they teeth I hear them a cappella.
Man they all talk, I'm the type to never miss a beat.
While you fall off, the rhythm
when they see me man they all get jealous.
I wonder why though. I admit it.
I'm addicted to this lifestyle, I can't quit it.
I need another chick in my life another whip on my back,
a plantation I can rest my head at.
I quit the back seat sinning with pretty women.
I'm tryna get together build a million and start a family lineage.
Grow old, rock in our chairs, like remember when,
we use to leave the top down, when, losing our innocence.
Park the car up under the stars looking for freedom.
Reality check I'm just wishfully thinking.
I'm saying yo, it's a shame girl.
We both slaves though, we both got German slave owners. 

I'm not s'posed to love you.
You got a hold on me.
Why do I care?
'Cause I know I'm addicted.
I'm a slave to your touch, to your touch.
Never running from your touch, from your touch.

credits

from Son Of A Preacher, released March 25, 2014
German Slave Owners
Produced by: Stephen Tucker, Milton Tucker, Joshua Bullock
Written by: Joshua Bullock
Performed by: Josh Adam

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