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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
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
Whatever you want
I got it by the dozen
I got it by the pound
Gimme a call
I'll bring it round

It don't look so good
In black and white
Don't
better wet her, and leave her makin' her miss me
Cause that's how we do it up in Detroit city

71 super charged big block hemmy
Ya eldavarge, I'm
awaiting your arrival in a big limousine

In the back of a, black... in the back of a, black..in the back of a, black
Lincoln continental, Lincoln
you what it feels like

In the back of the 'Lac
AC/DC Back In Black
Just ABC's don't worry bout that
I ain't worried bout nothin'
Been on the road
Africanism
To put my people back on their feet
Take what's ours robbed by the system
He said by any means

Let Malcolm live through us
Black liberation
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
Uh, uh, uh!
Ya!
Brand new!
OK, ya!
C'mon!
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long
I'm glad to be back
Yes I'm let loose
From
dies
The rider wearing black
Know he's gonna shoot you in the back

It's suicide, to live on pride
You claim you own, your skin, your bone
Your own life,
dies,
The rider wearing black,
You know he's gonna Shoot You In The Back

It's suicide, to live on pride,
You claim you own, your skin your bone,
dies,
The rider wearing black,
You know he's gonna Shoot You In The Back

It's suicide, to live on pride,
You claim you own, your skin your bone,
I live my life in the black
I live my life in the black
I live it under stones
I live it under stones

I'll go but I'll come back
I am the cunt
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?
the van back first
Back upstairs, took off the black shirt
I'm in the crib with the phone to my ear
Listen up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear
I heard, I heard a sound a poundin' music and I knew all what that I need
The kind that grabs ya by your shirt collar shakes you up like AC/DC

It's
dies,
The rider wearing black,
You know he's gonna shoot you in the back

It's suicide, to live on pride,
You claim you own, your skin your bone,
back in the jar
The blunt turns back into a cigar
We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal fans

Spinnin records backwards of AC/DC
I give
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
black

Yeah (uh-huh oh, baby)
Said yeah (ah hah)
Black is black is black is black

In America today, I have to regret to say
Something, something is not
to improve

365 days left to live
Modify design in orders to improve

Welcome to this shallow nation
Join us for a narrow mind
As our eyes turns back
man in the black Sedan
With two cheap hookers and a Mexican
Pumpin' white lines, sippin' warm Coors Light
Mickey Avalon, call me Mr. Right

Stab
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes, I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I've been
Back in black
I hit the sack
I've been too long I'm glad to be back
Yes, I'm let loose
From the noose
That's kept me hanging about
I've been
To black to white to red to white and back to red

Cherry red and mirror ball
I saw you by the factory wall
Looking like a burnt out star
In some