Lyrics:
Yeah
You aint been about that life but you heard I was
You aint been about that life but you heard I was
Over here it's black and white we some
of this song I'll forever chant
Black Lives Matter is where I stand
Stop saying all lives matter
You're sounding like a fool
Stop saying all lives matter
ah dime
They don't understand the pain of a black life
Most of us ain't got no daddy
We were raised by our mama or our granny
We all bastard child's
coming up and interrupted my tune
I was shocked, can't realize this awful shitty mood
Then I turned up in my room but now it's kinda doomed
Black ghost
In the mirror
Disappear
Like, where that go?
Revenge
Three cheers
I got a jet black soul
Uh
I fiend blood like fentanyl
I need tears
Need tears
Gotta
barely had clothes, and when it snowed,
And temperatures droppin' below zero, you know I froze.
No CD's, a black and white TV, a seat is a rubber tire.
forth for feeding
In death's sorrow, grasp
Hot breath on frozen necks
A witch's wrath, she'll have
And make them plead for
Black chariot, take me
the Baccarat of Jesus
Cop throw the band out, I'm brought up by a chain
Tell me how I get up out my lane, dressed in black
While we spittin', so we never feel
Uh, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh
Drop that down
Get it, get it, get it
Uh, ah
This that pricey, that diamond, that diva
This drip is so gorgeous
This
down to sleep
I saw the ghost of my mama
By my bedside praying for me
She said son, your time is coming
But when the black clouds come wash over you
button no benjamin button
When ever we loving there is no lovin’
I told you it’s lovely I know just who I am
Won’t be pinned down by no woman or man
Sleep
story, gotta clear it by your daddy, yeah (yeah, yeah)
FBG, YSL, what's hannenin'? (What's hannenin'?)
Richard Mille, all this year, nigga, what's
on
it's a Grown Man Sport
this here is a Grown Man Sport
[Verse 4: Ras G]
Hold it suppose it was me speakin' on tapes
To create a lifestyle
that Lamb like man, God damn
Skirt!
Baby this an orchestration
clbum drop that celebration
Dedication and motivation
Come with sleep deprivation
Real
the slums?
Why
Black man sellin' it?
Why
Me have me nine always
Keep it by my waist
Me keep it for protection
Me have me gun always
Keep it by my
the wheat lands in a single stripe
The Revolution came and the Revolution went
The chemical rain left the message on the tent
Wanted: one man to lead
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]
We're on the prowl and our claws are bared
There is no holding back so you'd better beware
My sights are homing in, I feel
before gods and man
When earth and shy was first divided
A star did fall into river deep
A star of gold into silvery water
While I sail, by this you
The veil of nocturnal beauty
Drowns the daylight flames
And so IT broods beyond the depths
of the horizon never seen by the eyes of man
Awakened
What you need is some sense of
Direction
Without this stress, we know the world is a mess. So as I ride I'm layin' back
Flippin
Day by day runnin'
I remember my grandmother sat with her radio,
Tea cup and walking stick set by her side.
As her old fingers reached out to turn up the volume,
I
I woke up in another strange place by a 40 acre parking
lot with every kind of sign
I was talking to another strange face who was tellin'
me that he
the tall ships come
For forty thousand years I've been
The first Australian
I came upon the prison ship
Bowed down by iron chains
I fought the land,
Got a picture of your house and you're standing by the door
It's black and white and faded and it's looking pretty worn
I see the factory that I
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