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pole slide, no dancer
If I get to it then I gotta do it
Treat a instrumental like cancer

Black, Black (They mad cuz my car is black)
Black, Black Black

And I ain't been here in so long
Instrumental
Riding through these city streets
And I ain't been here in so long
Starting to let it get to me
Certain

All black all black
All black all black
All black all black
By any means we that
All black all black
All black all black
All black all black

spinnin'
 
But none of that's winnin' if you've got no baby
a'waiting for you when you tumble to home
You turn the key to lonely echoes of empty
A man needs

named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,

named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,

through minds, I chase
Babylon, and, Pure Lands
Diary of
A Black Buddha writing sutras on these instrumentals
A Black Boy, found, naps in the pen

Black and Yellow

Wiz Khalifa

Black and Yellow

2010

Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black

Black and Yellow

Wiz Khalifa

Rolling Papers

2011

Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black

Keep Watch

Wu-Tang Clan

A Better Tomorrow

2014

about to bust your bubble like a tree lord
Too much marijuana got me p-noid
I'm killing instrumentals with that All So Simple Can It Be, boy
Shout to Lil

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

At the same time I can have the tool, that's the microphone the utensil
While I come through the Southside, everybody say man that boy's instrumental
Better

about to bust your bubble like a tree lord
Too much marijuana got me p-noid
I'm killing instrumentals with that All So Simple Can It Be, boy
Shout to Lil

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

through with 30 keys up in a bag
We gotta make a livin
Nigga know I'm real
Jammin Screw
I got to send it out to my boys Zane and crew
My nigga Adrian

key and a pound
Pound of the weed, I gotta quarter ounce
I had to hit the boulevard make my drop bounce
I had to three wheel on the four, let them boys

And and I wouldn't be surprised if some hoes just want a kid
Out of a young nigga with potential
Bitches getting wet when I kill an instrumental
Good thing I

Compton's in the House

N.W.A

Straight Outta Compton

1988

on the mike it's like propaganda, no doubt
"Boy you should've known by now"

Compton's in the house
Yeah, it's time to put Compton on the map, don't ever

Yeah i said it's Kid Ink baby
Turned to the max like TJ
Body tagged up like the bottom of the freeway
Game on lock
You niggas need to get a key made

pussy, so we don't buy or believe in it
Locked in on the instrumental, I took back the key to this
Uh

Run me the keys, run me the Bs, run me that

never be slayed or confined to a grave
Math key fade 
What that means you were played
My exit was in the first Act
Covered up by authorities
Beguiled

to die
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?"
"Of course we do, we know who you are"

Michael Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in

5 years later still pulling glass out of my head
Well I should be dead
I should be dead
Black out the last 7 night
Need dad is to borrow the car keys

Damn, that's Surreal right there?

I got all kinds of drugs for when I get lonely, lonely
When I get lonely, lonely (I got all kinds of drugs)

Get it by my lonely
They know nothing 'bout me
They know my songs and everything but don't know my story
So many niggas gone before me,
Still, we