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The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3

1994

the light o' day or under the peak-faced moon;
In cabin or dance-hall, camp or dive, mucklucks or patent shoon;
On velvet tundra or virgin peak, by glacier,

Rose of England

Chris de Burgh

The Road to Freedom

2004

lovely, she was fine, daughter of a royal line,
He, no equal, but for them it mattered little for they were in love;

Rose of England, sweet and fair,

God that I'm a changed man
But some days I'm that same asshole
The same old me the same back road
A couple of crosses and a black rose
Singing

the sky;
Seven sins on the King's daughter,
Deep in her soul to lie.

Red roses are at her feet,
(Roses are red in her red-gold hair)
And O where her bosom

No. 1

Diddy

Teflon Don

2010

read, 
My cup full blowin' on that good weed, 
My bitch bad tryna get her tipsy, 
In all black haters better miss me, 
My bitch ride better then most

Got a heart so dag on big like Black Suburbans ('Burbans)
Feel a bit strange coming to terms with all my hurtings (Hurtings)
One thing's for sure two

Fast
I often think about the fight of the Black Man,
Told by the world he can't think like others can
Eat and drink where others can, shackled by his

image in parchment
Rose into a scroll holding a message for you
It said the only thing for sure is taxes, death, and trouble
The anomaly sworn solemnly

of your black rose
It's funeral time
It is closing curse
No time to cry

When bitter moon turns red for beast
Ten sharpened nails against you fists
Your

Ensorcelled by eon-veiled incantations.
Dark wizzards' spells entwine me in ravening shackles,
And black roses draw my blood with thorns as sharp as serpent's

Money Dance

The-Dream

Black Market [Deluxe Version]

2015

my nigga seeing 6 figures
Black bottles popping when I'm on the turf
Two private Jets what this nigga's worth

Atlanta, Miami, Rosé
We like 2Pac

walking by her
Don't seem to recognize
Beyond the black the beauty
That's glowing in her eyes

Come on and smile for me
My girl of mystery
I like the way

Lord please help, I said no only dreamin

Bigger ass chain around my neck and it's gleamin
Black man's wrist peelin' out cause I'm beamin
Visibility so

Got to go through in this white land
Take, rape, hate
Another type of dirty dan on a black man
Image created by the white man
Wait wait wait
So who

goes
Flowers in my hand, lay them by your feet, blue rose

Spent my life in purgatory
Now you know the whole story
Wish I'd never left home
Maybe then

Incarceration or casket top closed
Black rose, black clothes or judges with black robes
It's all by design; hitting black folks with black codes
To clip your

W garderobie wszystko allblack w studio ściany all black
Jadę robić forsę na BP tankuję Hondę
W radio Guns N' Roses jadę pisząc zwrotkę
Nic już nie

Language and wasn't sign

Common knowledge
Know the street lights gon hit Like a quarter to 9

Preach

Bottles of rose
For the function it's bel air rose

Anti Gravity two roses in the concrete
Peace
Black kyanite jet black fire opal
Facts on the mic it's real life through the vocals
Back to what's right

late
For that black rose show thrown deep in the shade 

Red noses on the mattress 
Tears rollin with the masses 
Somebody hold me I can't mask it 
When

a loser
You's a poser
Fuck ya bitch,
And then I ghost her
She want flowers
Dead roses
I won't get snaked out
Like Joseph
I trust no one
Watch the closest
I

Oh lord knows I
Judge nobody
Books by the cover
Books by the cover
Oh lord knows I
Judge nobody
Books by the cover
Books by the cover (Let's Go)

eating dirt
Being buried alive
Put to death by surprise in
The name of black gods
Ain't I most fly? Young pie don't cry
Dry the tears from your eye

ain’t naming
But, homie, I’m not mad, I wish them luck and them all greatness
But if I’m approached by you and you need a verse from Z
I’m making sure