Lyrics:
lights
Love beads, mood rings and candlelight
Zodiac says the time is right for a 70's love groove
70's love groove
Afros, incense, and black lights
shit come on I bet party rowdy
Beads and Black Ts the scripture what we read (Girl you my OG)
Beads and Black Ts the 5th what we plead (Girl
White yellow black beads
White petals yellow center
Chains of points of colors
Focus into beads
Cobwebs in the sky
Plumed serpent in colored beads
She has faces
Up in her bedroom and they gaze down on her
Guarding her slumber
A black bead rosary
Under her pillow and when it thunders
She
if her bitches bad ima hook her friends
Black skin black denim
Black watch black beads
White diamonds in em
Don't care about no chains
Don't give
"He's gonna get across the border before we can catch him"
"Just let me draw a bead on his black ass and he's dead"
They arrest us by the hour
barking*
"Just let me draw a bead on his black ass and he's dead"
*dogs barking*
They arrest us by the hour
Cause the black man in the ghetto has power
If
the first or last name of my band
They say you won’t
But deep down best believe that you can
Black beads and the cross it drape the top of my hand
Don’t irk
The 1042's three minutes away, bus bench is peeling
He's waiting in black, beads of sweat rolling
Got an Ingram Mac 10 and a Glock 17
And three
I'm so cold, I make, uh, medicine sick
Or my bars so hot, I give jails a fever
My hairs black beads bounce in abundance
To give up my crown, I'm
and black beads Netflix on the necklace
I’m only giving what you didn’t ask fo
Chillin like a villain feelin like Fidel Castro
If my vision wasn’t so
to stay with you
Blend with the night
We know that’s not inside
Consistent countess
Bring boys black beads
Give glances girls
Glamour galore
Go get them!
here repealed
Vigor mortis is now on the way
So count the black beads of your sorrow
While you stammer your frightened prayers
Readjust your
Grab guns, soldier fatigues, black rosary beads
Black candles held in many prayers are under my breath
Spread death to the snake tight
Snappin'
a hero's past
You rip those black beads off your throat and swap them out for a knotted rope
The end is your only friend
You use that final rush of blood
whiskey glass
Tighter than our hero's past
Rip those black beads off your throat
And swap them out for a knotted rope
The end is your only friend
so deaf as ones
won’t hear you when you’re in need
None are so blind as ones
Won’t see them drawing a bead
Swearing black’s white
(Swearing black’s
headset
The solar system watches in wisdom
The children dance as the moonlight kissed them
To Massive Attack, Matt Black appear wearing beads
Two
Shabama lama hammer grammar slammer nothing new to this
Shaolin Kung-Fu Wu-Tang pugilist, yellow blue diamonds, black buddah beads circle wrist
You
thang, here some Jerry beads
Black diamonds in your chain, you American
Chrome Heart clear lenses when you lurkin'
80 thousand dollar bag, you a Birkin
The 1042's three minutes away, bus bench paint's peeling
He's waiting in black, tense beads of sweat rolling
He's got an Ingram Mac-ten, a Mossberg
there, don't never let it show
She don't ever answer, yes or no
And he always wore his Sunday feathers
And carried his old black hawk
Maiden wore her
there, don't never let it show
She don't ever answer, yes or no
And he always wore his Sunday feathers
And carried his old black hawk
Maiden wore her
there, don't never let it show
She don't ever answer, yes or no
And he always wore his Sunday feathers
And carried his old black hawk
Maiden wore her
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