Lyrics:
to the hook and I
Get back at you in five" because
Hey lil mama
It's Young Money you heard about it
It's like a fairytale book and pokin' out it
And I ain't
After the funeral cause it's sad on my side
Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon
I mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomed
My mama look at me
a thought of that
It's Motown, it's where this black music shit started at
All I did was brought it back
Get it right, I'm over your block and I must succeed
Mummified, burried, get out, no luck
Dang it man
That sucks
No one likes you by the way
cnd if you have half a braincell you would've known that your bike is
fight for freedom but my problems multiply
I fight for freedom but my problems multiply
I fight for freedom but my problems
In my hearts it's all black i
hands
Pitch black, demons crawling in the fucking night time
Feel like someone's watching me, it's all in my mind
(I'm not in control of my own
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
To do Black music so selfishly
And use it to get myself wealthy (hey)
There's a concept that works
Twenty
and hurt
Cycle unborn in proper rebirth
Black Woman requires all the credit she deserves
Touch of the Black Woman
She reigns
She reigns (She reigns)
Lift up
comin')
(Mothafucka go home)
I'm from the city where it's
Windy and the church
They got them niggas with cold feet
And bitches with gold teeth
Weren't
All I wanna do is lick her clean
Throw her on a table, take over by that label
Show her why they call my moses
And show her my king is able
Give it
to the destination
I want a Beamer black and a Bentley blue
A lil coupe joint for my mama too
See me with some hundreds and say nothing new
A lil bad joint it ain't
son
You don't be doing shit all day you a bum
Get off your ass and go make you a sum
Get off your ass or sum
Go make something shake or sum
You be up
a criminal’s roll, hoodwinked and bamboozled deceived by make believe you get it, “Make Believe”. It’s a game to keep you lame, def dumb and that’s a shame,
January went quick
February didn't go by fast
March they was on dick
April now they on my ass
But man you know i'm still get rich
Them fuckas still
all black like the omen
Kim said it, yup, BIG wrote it
So I'm feeling like a Greek God when I quote it
Lightyears ahead, but I was caught up in
the projects, 4 for the love
y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get ya caught up like
Ooh, them ghetto classics (ghetto),
Have you ever in your life experienced a day
Where nothing at all seems to go your way
No matter how hard you try to get out of the rut
You
Have you ever in your life experienced a day
Where nothing at all seems to go your way
No matter how hard you try to get out of the rut
You
as practice
'Cause behind all these hoods and black tints
Is them boys that are ready for you on sight
Them boys gon' get it, won't hide
Them boys, they
you’d do to me
Disgusted by the thoughts but what’s done is done
The black summer
Come to take me again
I’m circling the drain
Nothings what it seems
Was
is small
But what y'all call beef is not beef at all
Beef is real life happenin' everyday
And it's realer than them songs that you get at Kay Slay
Y'all know what this is (D-Block!)
Oh yeah, by the way
This is the remix (Woo!)
[Chorus]
You can kiss your ass goodbye (d-block, d-block,
Listen, I'm the definition of a monster
Sitting like a mobster revolver on my lap
Barrel full of Black Talons
I lick it at your squadron
Roll up like
extensions
Slap in the drum and then go Sid Vicious
When it start sparking I won't leave a witness
All by my lonely no co-defendants
All black mask take off
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