Lyrics:
and the words that were said
Drowned by a spring that was born to forget
So dry me a river and fill it with sand
I won't spend this summer alone in the bed
Fine
Black Market, we the voice of the people
Live it out, whether right or illegal, feel me?
Essaye aka Sin's Advocate
I got a story for y'all
This is the realness
I hope you feel this
It's mental illness
Raw truths right here
Listen
What
His panhead is dusty, but he rides it with pride
Got no comrades in whom to confide
And the empty eyed skulls that stare at the sky
Know to keep it
the pouring rain with soaking hair
Halloween was just a few weeks away
The streets were alive with every spooky display
Down by the harbor fog rolled it's way
fuck on that nigga, I fill him with lead (with lead)
It ain't shit you can do that'll fuck with my heart (my heart)
I got caught at the mall by a nigga
feel alive
Her black eye matches my black eye
So we look pretty good together
Don't need no super sleuth
Blame it on the drink
And on the mis-spent youth
the face by a cop, close casket
An open and shut situation
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation
If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue
the streets were fillin' up, the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack
the streets were fillin' up, the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack
eyed sis replied with improper wise cracks
But deep inside she liked that
It help her self esteem
But the truth is that she beamed
Sold a fool for
I thought about it then but call me immature, I assumed all the money might show me the support but the drinks at the bar let me feel more company, I
of you
Is it worse on my part alone
Does it matter?
I feel it in the right way
I don't mind learning from your mistakes
So I'll right your wrongs
I swear
I met you on a roller coaster
Drive by shooting
In a big black roadster
It felt so good
We danced in clubs
In ballroom gowns
Lined them up
Baby, when we go and slide?
When we go and slide? (It's Pop Smoke)
51, 67, Patek Philippe on the wrist (uh)
Why we in the bed? We coulda did it
We take the rain
We see the sun
Crawled on our knees
Til we could run
Another day, we gonna strive
We feel the pain cuz we're alive
Black Swans are
Me and honeydip see eye to eye
And if I see bull, she'll walk on by
But that's not the style of the black child
Broke from the shine, I get it go
left Key Black for dead
No coming back to me
I won't relapse again
You fool me once, it's shame on you for acting like my friend
You fool me twice, it's
sound like the drum
of a neighboring tribe,
absorb the vibe,
feels good close my eyes,
and swept out the loot
by the crisp night air,
I gotta stay aware,
for these racist wars
A lie's fed by these TV whores
I know it's more to news fake the truth
We break through won't lose we move with Public Enemy
Life can go by that fast but oh hey
One second woah wait
Every hour you lookin at your phone
Cause you feel like you have to it’s like a job with no pay
come see
When I get to bussin' you gone feel the forty
When she get the stressin', be wishin' it's more me
Couldn't ever get her back then, I was corny
spit it how I feel it, fuck a gimmick
You can keep your catchy lines
I'm 'bout to write a rhyme
If you got a backpack tryin' to act black
Think you know
Let it fade to black
Let me run my fingers down your back
Let's whisper, let's don't talk
Baby, leave my t-shirt in the hall
Like a needle finds
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