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soft and sexy lips, babe 
Queen in the black 
I love the way you move your body 

Queen in the black 
You know you are nothing less than royalty
he'll tell a tale
Come whisper through your lips of straw
A moment torn forever more

Listen to his body moan
Make a wish to send us home
To spin the gold
does not understand the depth of my black hole
Fed by brothers basking in the season of the sick

My love is like a deadly poison lying on my lips
I
Angelina

There's a black Mercedes rollin' through the combat zone
Your servants are half dead; you're down to the bone
Tell me, tall man, where would
of your blood from your open body
Is all I wanted to see
Tasting the blood from your lips as you die
Means satisfaction to me
Pleasure to kill
Hear my
a body of silver
Like what happen in America
The breasts are still heavy
The legs long and straight
The upper lip remains short
The teeth are too small
"if you come breezin' through" 
You said "I'll know that it's you by the taste on my lips, 
Bet on the deserts kiss" 
I could slip through your net
player there, nigga turned you out
But never told you beware
Never told you that black love supposed to be shared
And you never judge a woman by
Ride as my jabos, cocked my straps watcha back
You know where you at? You in urban combat
So stay alert, use the attack of the tactical expert
to another level, there I stand
Hand to hand rap combat black
Back in the land I expand data for the wack
leaving multilated bodies lacerated limbs grim
Two chains!
Bang bang switch lanes like a drive-by
I am so fly man I might as well sky dive
Black girls white lies
You know that's not your damn
want to put my hands all over your body girl come this way
What you gon' do oo-oo, if I touch you if I put my lips on you oo-oo
If we took you back
scions
Of the primitive

Enchanting black recesses of the past
Welcome me to my true home

Familiar far beyond the tenancy
Of the body which I now
and lust
Some of us have demons -- lust, temptation

[Nas]
Now this is you, dressed in all black, fatigue hat, ready for combat
A good n****, you don't
Some of us have demons, lust, temptation

[Nas]
Now this is you, dressed in all black, fatigue hat, ready for combat
A good nigga, you don't leave
concentrate on eight frequency rates
The body begins to numb as the spirit elevates
But wait, I’m interrupted by a buzzer at my front gate
Closed circuit
And I've been waiting far too long
I see their bodies in the pyre
Leaking black smoke into the flames
And all the people stand around
Shaping lips into
her go, she got a bad little body
Plus a mean walk, mean ass, make jaws slack
But the black make-up match the black makeup
Bag of black clippers
right without drama
In combat, sweet agony upon that
I deliver, make you take it soft and break it hard
Like dope dealers, I'm a husband to a wife
But
right without drama
In combat, sweet agony upon that
I deliver, make you take it soft and break it hard
Like dope dealers, I'm a husband to a wife
But
rate, is nearly more than triple for black
So front liners got they gun in your back
Bubbling crack, jewel theft and robbery to combat poverty
And end up
black
So frontliners got they gun in your back
Bubblin crack, jewel theft and robbery to combat poverty
And end up in the global jail economy
fifty gold sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease
millennium
Killa Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black
you feel it in the way my body moves
You make me bad, you make me lose
Pretty lover, you're the only one for me
I swear to you, I'd die for you,