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In 1935, I was living in paradise, I had a friend up in Cicero
We used to go out to the track, we'd knock a few whiskeys back
I'd lose my shirt
black ridin' shotgun
Black four-five, black Air Ones
Bangin' "The Black Album," track #1
She like that Jay shit, that's her favorite
If it's gon' get
the 'Black Album', track number 1

She like that Jay *** that's her favorite
If it's gonna get me the *** I'ma play that ***
If she bite too hard, I'ma say
Mary jane blowin', livin' life in the fast lane
Gotta stay fresh, cause I live by my last name, Styles
And they ain't make 'em like me in a while
Black
y'all know who you are

Get that! 

Coming straight from the black lungs
I rip tracks for all players that pack guns
Stack ones in packs, done
a skipper
Mr. and Mrs. Howe, Mary-Anne and Ginger
Gilligan, you need the Professor to take the rigor-
Mortis out, I got orders to kill em softly
I wouldn't
follow me 
Yeah, you from D-Block right? 
Ruff Rydin all night, you outta see my lights 
Watch the 'gnac get chased by the champagne 
Mary jane blowin,
NY 'til I die!

Black body radiation situation that we workin' wit'
My verb exists enlisted by the bogeys campin' services
The purpose is, make you go
door
I'll man handle Case like "Dude get on the ground
You ain't with Mary no more where you getting chips from now??
I been skeamin on Tone and Poke
I'm ashing on the bridge, Mary Jane, fuck your cigarette
I'm laughing out loud, ask me if I'm still stressed, possessed
Hope the boys in blue don't
decks than a skipper
Mr. and Mrs. Howe, Mary-Anne and Ginger
Gilligan, you need the Professor to take the rigor-
Mortis out, I got orders to kill em
These fly rhymes and high times are brought to you by Suburban Noize
D-Loc, Saint Vicious, DJ Bobby be, Pakelika
The bakers man, bake me a cake
lost
Like in the black of night
Soon to be my sacrifice
Better be wary of the legendary
'cause your spot at the cemetery isn't temporary
Have you shook
door
I'll man handle Case like "Dude get on the ground
You ain't with Mary no more where you getting chips from now??
I been skeamin on Tone and Poke
Where the black girls get their weaves back
Awesome I achieve that mini, blasting "You're a jerk"
In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking
haven't noticed, I've been working on these tracks lately
Stacking this ammo just in case these niggas act crazy
I got my eyes wide open, putting this
bounce to this track
And I don’t care what anybody thinks about that
Hands to the sky, and throw your head back

I can love again tonight
We bounce