Lyrics:
expect it to be battling back
Roll up AC/DC, I am back in black
I always sit in the back of the class
Don't learn a thing because I'm writing rap
6-1 when
giving back so say hey, hey
Show me some metal and say hey, hey, hey, hey
I'm a cowboy, bad ass in black singing hey, hey, hey, hey
From side to side from
CUSTOMER: Why?
MORTICIAN: He hasn't got shit all over him.
Scene 3
[clop clop]
ARTHUR: Old woman!
DENNIS: Man!
ARTHUR: Man, sorry. What knight lives in
of my n***** is Black too
Went to school and graduated
We used to sit in the back too
Back to the future, Cuz the gifts I gotta give a n**** goin past
expect it to be battling back
Roll up AC/DC, I am back in black
I always sit in the back of the class
Don't learn a thing because I'm writing rap
6-1 when
Electromagnetism
Electromagnetic child
And I'm in my electric vibratory by day
All we do is shout????
Got my finger in the socket
The live wire shocked it
love your confessions making love with me
Deborah Harry I'm having your baby
Help me to live in a world life without slavery
Help me to squander my
black all black
All black all black
Colonizer fall back
All black all black
All black all black
All black all black
By any means we that
All black all
you're at and Say HEY HEY
I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY
Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY
I'm a cowboy, Bad Ass in black singing HEY HEY HEY
Black by Blessed boy
Vibing with the Blessed boy
How they hate me being black
Black black black black
How they hate me being black
Black black
future at all
Don't sweat it, that's where I am, whoa, carry me down, down, down, down
By that night, news of Palmer's death had traveled back
soul in control is black magic
And the life that I live is black magic
Anything that I give is black magic
It's black magic, do you believe in magic?
shall live again
Well this train is like an endless parade
That passes by each and every home in each and every town
And the women and the children
Take it back, take it way back
Take it way way back to the first black man
Long ago before the white man could paint
The black man with a gun in
We were cursed, yes
Our burnt flesh, it attracts doom
Our skinned inked with this black hue
By con artists, we've been tattoo'd
It's no - henna, this
believe in magic
And my feet in the street is black magic
And my soul in control is black magic
And the life that I live is black magic
in a ditch
Wish that our lives could switch
Just an idea pitched
Cant afford a dentist
Wish that my new seed can act upon this
All of my teeth are
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
dinero, yeah, mi padre fue un machetero
Hoodie on like Carmelo, yeah, y mama eres lo que quiero
Now that I hit 'em with Spanish I'ma go back in my bag,
black out
Even white lives matter when I black out
Bucket of black paint in front the White House, nigga
(Yeah! Yeah!) I hope I'm in Obama's iPod
out
Even white lives matter when I black out
Bucket of black paint in-front the white house nigga
(Yeah! Yeah!)
I hope I'm in Obama's iPod
Yeah,
in yah mind like a keychain
Come now folk, get woke, stay woke
'Cause the white man want the black man stay broke
Fuck that, I'm finna buck back
the King is back got no choice but to live with that cause
I'll be damned to be damned by these hams just because my skin is black
Black Black Black Black
treat us like opps to leave us dead in a box
Nobody love us but the hopeless, so we misunderstood
They feel like black lives don't matter, we just
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