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main ting on hold 'cause the money calling
I'm praying for the sauce
I'm praying for the drip
No it's never funny hitting jokers in the lip
Need a bad

myself caressing my nipple bars
I thought
Damn he someone I want to keep
I licked my lips as I started to get impatient

We pulled up to an empty lot
It

and gleam
His long black hair shakes out
He is much bigger than he seemed

He rumbles, through a wicked grin
You think you are more manly
Step outside and you

Shorty wanna run with my clique
Nails done hair did
She just wanna get lit
Thick bust, big lips, slit wrist
All these other hoes pissed
She a real

When you speaking to me nigga better watch yo shit
Fix yo upper lip
Come correct
Don't make me say it again
Like I'm Conway or that Butcher, murder like

look at me 
The way she did 

CHORUS

Bit your lips that night 
Saw it didn't even move

Wearing green and i was black 
Your wristband was red as your

You know what's so damn sexy?

Juicy, plump lips (*ooh*) and a voice like rain

You know what's so damn sexy? (*Mmm)*

A tight ass waist and fat ass

Tec back and give you a gold black eye, blaow
If I give a nigga a shiner consider the shit designer
I slaughter militant rhymers, hold up
My nigga

Mystery Babylon

And though the skies
In tumult, agonise
She still swaggers in the shadow
Of the towers aimed at God

Black smoke curling from the lips

listening, it came to me, I was surrounded by red, red lips of times before. The liquor's burning hiss, two pages entangled how beautiful they are, immense

catch you moving
Red eye, swing by, I barely pressed it
Zooming unky in the kitchen with some dog
Finna step into it
European sneaks on but the necklace

When I go up it's gone blow they mind
I had to take it one step at a time
I was born for this, I'm made by design
SRT taking off like a jet in

a coffin
My lyrics hitting harder than a black band marching
And it goes on and on like Ms Badu
I hope one day music shit is certified by you
Just put your

stand it here in Minnesota, I hate the traffic
I might just have to hit on the black top again...

But my flat-bed croaked last Thursday 
After a couple

yea the black one
Black cat with the black backpack on
Backpack full of raps that he snaps on
If they didn't judge us by the surface
They'll see his

works is truly dead
Is so far America's work 
Is black bloodshed
And so I say to 
My Country Tis of Thee
You'll never have peace
Till you do right by me

get out of bed, get out the door
lift your feet across the floor
step on out into your plane
sunlight showerin' on your brain

shapes in a black

Another black in person Died
When we step up to a cop it's Suicide
There is too many Shooting
Many people are Losing
Black people and white people commit

a wave all the way to the stage
You'll hear them cheer for P
Down by the seaside, I reside by the beach
Some came here for the T
If, you made some quids,

these odds

Descendants of Cain, trapped in the game’s labyrinth
Illusion of change, mapping the steps backwards
Deluded, mundane, blacks in the band

is the sin that I long
You are the one I want
This liqueur of star  
Brings me a step too far

Kurokokoro 
A black heart is all I can bid you from now

It's a paradigm shift
All black
All gold
All new
It's a paradigm shift
Turn your back
Burn the old
Join the new
It's a paradigm shift

All black
All

Darkness swallowed all of me and will not set me free
Dragging steps behind my back in the labyrinthian black

you see it
In the days of thunder
Notice how I suplex in the proper context
Here steps the one, the answer to the riddle
Survey says the black pres
Can