Lyrics:
know that's right
This world is black yes the world is white
It turns from day to night
Yes the world is white the world is black
It turns from day
skin & blue eyes is what beauty means
A white Jesus still hangs on my grandma's mantle piece
Schools in Africa are teaching U.S. history
she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
Handcuffed
and
The knee high boots you decided to wear
and that red dress got me knowin I'm a lucky man...
Your eyes tequila and me
Gettin loose on a Friday Night
We found
I woke up early with love starvation
Hugging my pillow all alone in a rickety bed
Baby, if it's any consolation
The needle's in the red
It only
Right away Mary Anne flew in from Atlanta
On a red eye midnight flight
She held Wanda's hand as they worked out a plan
And it didn't take 'em long
sad
I don’t know you think you are, but your not that
Your red and I’m blue mixed together that makes Purple
I need you with me by my side
Hop in my
Of anybody or anything.
Chorus.
Red eyes for the streets, how e wan be na.
Future bright yeah I know but hungry wan kill man.
2 a.m boys deh awake.
Dem
man you’re still in the cot
And you ain’t at the top, it would pay you to listen when Outmatched
Outdone by this man on a mission
After just two rounds
Watching everyone walk by
From the shelf she sits
Subtle blue eyes, rosy red cheeks
Perfect teeth hidden behind a
Perfect smile not to speak
As she sits
[Verse 1: Mac Dre]
I'm a hutch-peeler with much scrilla and I love to get high, homie
Shady character like Don King, so you better keep your eye
done left me black and blue
Now my love shows like two tone
I hate that look in your eyes
Did you forget that one time
I don't wanna stand alone
Will you
red, I don't know if I'm seeing brake lights
She all up on me but I told her before she not my type
Two different cups, two different drugs
Which one
niggas in the district giving interviews
I got killers on my team that'll get at you
For a brick or two, really put an end to you
Black 3 cement, sag
heart stoppers partner
Red and black impala ride
Street like patrollie’s
Coached by OG’s to stay low-key (what else)
Sip 40’s and stay with a 4 T
My
they Blackness and say wack shit
Like "I ain't Black bitch my daddy Dominican"
Close your eyes and envision a flow that can't be imprisoned
My shit'll
can you see the love in mine?
She told 'bout her mum and dad and they sound just like mine
Day by day, exchangin' names, and two souls intertwined
I feel it's time we shape back up, baby
It's that time of year again
Don't Come Outside, Vol. 2 on the way
Y'all only rock with me 'cause I'm
the Dude, Kurupt, 2
And James Brown with his fist crossed
I fluctuate the vocals like Prince Rogers
Whoever thought a billionaire come
Out of Compton?
as your hype increases
And as I vocalize I can see it in your eyes
You stand up as your enthusiasm levels rise higher and higher beyond the mark of red
the tarmac
You always go back, now fade out to black
Woah now, what are you doing?
I feel like I've seen this go down before
You're blinded by the red, white
the tree
Lakes have frozen over
We're both gettin' older
Let's not waste this December
Cause I've been thinkin' about you
By the fireplace meant for two
to die, smoking ‘til I’m fried
On that red eye fight, look into my eyes
You held the puppet, I was the suffering
Look me in my bleeding eyes
Suffocate me
and my eyes are turning black
my eyes are turning black
seconds later i feel my own blood
fuck it, i feel my own blood
covering the face in red
covering
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