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E-mo-tion [Single] (Carly Rae Jepsen) · E-MO-TION (Carly Rae Jepsen) · E-MO-TION (Carly Rae Jepsen) · E-MO-TION [Side B] (Carly Rae Jepsen) · Slo-Mo-Tion (Marilyn Manson) · Black Lion Connoisseur/Lions Abroad, Vol. 2: Lion on the Keys (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Black Keys [EP] (The Six Parts Seven) · Black Hair Black Eyes Black Suit (Hugh Cornwell) · Black on Black: A Tribute to Black Flag [2006] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Handful of Keys: 13 Great Jazz Pianists (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
your song not mines
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Please hold your applause
For I just applied logic keys 
Keys open doors

Now I'm balcony,
your song not mines
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Please hold your applause
For I just applied logic keys 
Keys open doors

Now I'm balcony,
away and let him be
He?s got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you?ll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)

[Verse 2]
I used to get dissed by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
by the trigger
How the fuck do you figure?
That I can say peace and the gunshots won't cease
Every cop killin' goes ignored
They just send another
, and green
With a key sissies now with this bein' a new trend
We don't fit in crackers is out with Cactus albums
Blackness is in, African symbols
, and green
With a key sissies now with this bein' a new trend
We don't fit in crackers is out with Cactus albums
Blackness is in, African symbols
History, black history
No president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets try to flip some keys
So a nigga wont go broke
Then they put us in jail
Cocaine dealers walk the wrong side
Up in they rides
Looking cleaner then I seen them the last time
Then selling dimes, now its quarter keys, stacking
Cocaine dealers walk the wrong side
Up in they rides,
Looking cleaner then I seen them the last time
Then selling dimes, now its quarter keys, stacking
, and green
With a key sissies now with this bein' a new trend
We don't fit in crackers is out with Cactus albums
Blackness is in, African symbols
surprise horses in this stable
Just two albums in, I'm the realest nigga on this label
Mr. Black President, yeah Obama for real
They gotta put ya face
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Straight from high street, raised by the o.g.'s
Never slanged keys, but quick to drop them be's
Put 'em in the trunk and that ain't no front
'Cause
Cocaine dealers walk the wrong side
Up in they rides
Looking cleaner then I seen them the last time
Then selling dimes, now its quarter keys, stacking
make a deal off of blood money
Make an album off the drug money
Take the label money and launder it under the table money
And open businesses
It
lights
I'm a wolf, black version of Twilight
These rap nigger's too thick, they make a plight
This is a rap sticker, I heard your album
But like
the key to that Boat
All my cars black on black except the one with big gloss
Got another white on white I call that ho rick Rick Ross (Ross) (Ha ha ha
like the past is catching up to my ass
Every day, me and Mary Jane

Every day, live it like it's it for me
Black on black in time with my roots this
Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite cause he tip
rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get em"
I got em, and I ain't give a fuck
That same mentality that told my
History, black history
No president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets try to flip some keys
So a nigga wont go broke
Then they put us in jail