Lyrics:
MORTICIAN : Eric Idle
CUSTOMER : John Cleese
DEAD PERSON : ???
DENNIS : Michael Palin
WOMAN : Terry Jones
BLACK KNIGHT : John Cleese (?)
VILLAGER #1 :
Jesus is the new black, OW! run
Make a promise to yourself tonight!
Would you be you, LA FRANCE!
SUS! poses, blow kxxs
Spin
-Bloody Mary-
Money o-o-o
2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
b****, yeah, you know who I'm with, yeah
Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah
Hanging out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yeah
I'm a ball
bitch, you know who I'm with
Rollin' out the piff, six after six
Hangin' out the whips rocks bangin' off my wris'
I'm a ball till I die, why, cause I'm
2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
to India leavin four successor states
By the Fifth century B.C., R.O.M.E.
succeeds to be the conqueror of Egypt and Greece
But had the threat of the Black
MAC, for the chit-chat
Did the drive-by, in the matte-black Hellcat
Picked up an opp bitch in the same Hellcat (yeah)
Suck on the dick, now the bitch
de mayo
Black n white girls now my house a piano
These girls on my line like a ball n a yoyo
Way I beat the box, she in love with the combo
They scream
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
Pops he gave me a black name
So I ball hard like LeBron James
I been trying hard for a long time
To distract my niggas from the wrong Things
Cuz all it
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
chips (While I'm after chips)
Union street, yeah, I'm with the shit
Started with a ball, hustle hard, flip to a zip
Turnt up, on a bean, I be breakin'
(Awful P, verse 1)
If being gutter's a sport, then I'm the captain/
You looking at the grime ball champion/
I'm Adderall, while y'all Ambien/
With
Check it life sure hurts with your dick in the dirt
Witcha thang in a sling from the work of a skirt
Balls turned black to blue from a tease
lose
Stabbed by a thousand daggers in your eye socket
Cut your balls off and play ice hockey
You should die, but still got a price to pay
Tortured seven
of nobody
But you're crazy, walking here on your own
It ain't safe around here
We shoot up your party and fuck all up fun up
Got caught by the bouncer, he
back
Killing these niggas in all black
Look at these bitches, tryna broadcast
Bad, it's two, it's not even nobody bad as you (oh yeah)
Come on,
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
Can I talk to ya'll for a minute Family?
I want to read a an Obituary for The Black man.
We come a long way, but we still got a long way to Go.
I
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