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Black stage. Instrumental starts. There is the sound of a pile-driver within the music, rhythmic, driving, striking again and again. Then

late...I got a table invite 
'Cos even VIP ain’t Eazi 
Overcrowded–– People Go Dey your body like Skintight 
If the gig’s dry flutes soothe lips light

Black Water Sunset is: Darick Joyce, Mike Neste, and Alvin J. Primack 

Lyrics written by Alvin J. Primack. 

Featuring Jackson Ward on Drums:

and black
Convey all of the colors that my body showed off years ago
And maybe I said I’d forgive
But I’m still here with heaving ribs
My nights are filled

again I'm becoming a spectral thought
Forgotten, sad, miserable st
As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories
You've broken us, piece by piece

off no more
and trought your pink lips
time goes by
more than with this mic
closed into my hand
I don't want to wait no more
come and fill this piece

the window, to see if I'm still alive
Like a lion caged, in a fake environment
With your fake eyelashes, your fixed smile lips and your fake life lessons
Even

heart 
Such a work of art 

Woman 
Your body by far the most fine 
Your eyes seem too very divine 
Such a work of art 

My queen
Your soul is just pure

The dark martyr holds me down
Petals and thorns, I've been crowned

Secured by the wrists
A curse planted on my lips
Black and white plague my eyes
The world

Black and blue is what I do
Clench my fists and puncture through
I know my place
I'll breathe your taste
What would I do if I did not have you?

Black mass by night
Lucifer is present
Pagan demons

Dance, dance,
Dangerous women's dance
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Sensual women's dance

Sensual dance

the knapsack
Wearing all black
Ain't nobody be fucking with me when I be rolling through the city
Ima catch a body then I'll put-'em in a casket
Ten G's and it's

for his own good
Mortified by never love and only lust
In Romans it was written
For Creation

I judge to be light

I was muttering about you
Push you

like a Superbowl kickoff (kickoff)
My slab got a lot of fuckers pissed off
(pissed off)
Yeah, paint shine like lip gloss
Cadillac got a wide body like

and suspected
Toxicology
Do not call
Boy man
Man demon
Do not speak of
Superhuman strength
Black magic
Where guns magically manifest
Then disappear in body cams

on the sinner's side

I touched him again last night
He said
This must have been the sixth or seventh time
I don't know
I must have lost count
It was pitch black

looked at me with black eyes
Said "be not afraid" and pulled me into the light
And to my lips was pressed a goblet of gold
The fountain of youth so I shall

I'm going nutty at the party when I Bring my smith a Wesson
Drinking Malibu im checking out
And I'm Rocking black  Air Forces so You better blow

chair
On the gang it ain't going nowhere, shit get ugly, you have no idea
Catch a body, then I disappear, I'm so fly, I be walking on air
All black mink

sleep unless Im writing till the sun up
Dressed in all black guess who came for a funeral
Dead roses body bag thats the dress code
I dont do no eulogy I

sucked by a fucking black hole
Woah, woah, fire in the hole
Pants down ass up touch your toes
Looks like we getting fucked by the ones we know
And I'd hate

Girl meaning you
Boo prove dreams
Do come true I knew
That black eye
Wasn't from an
Accident he got drunk
He got mad
You got slapped again
Baby when will

that followed by awkward kisses
I’m Picasso’s paint it up with my tongue you dig it
Ain’t hit one stroke yet your body shivering
Bamsee slipping up out

me with loose lip
Iknow you experience horror
Left your body shaken
And ik you had a daughter
By a man who was faken
Mistakes happen
Don’t let it break