Lyrics:
occasion
Bow down & say congratulations
(I love Black women. Wooo)
Look, I want me a natural
Not someone who change they body
Never liked the plastic type.
okay
The vision gon' be 20/20 ain't gon' have a choice
It's gon' be in your face
I'm talking too fast for these niggas
You'd rather type it than live it
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
Get it!
Go on! Get it! I'm out here chasing cream
Go on! Get it! Go on! Get it!
Go on! Get it! Need it by any means
Black incorporated, Bo bangs mind
your foot on first
Been about ten years since I been high off the 'angel'
Now I'm walkin' side by side with an angel
In front of my eyes, that prize
lost you, one by one, and now you're gone to black
Lost!
You're gone to black
Lost, lost
Now, you're gone to black
Lost, lost, lost
And now, you're gone
a natural lesson
Never lack progression, true to hip-hop to get in rappers heaven with the classic legends
My goals are different but I won't reveal, plot by
the wool
Second Verse
What's goin on black?
You want a hand to smack
Well I can never be all that
So I will give you daps
I do the 'Hey yo'
Your girl is
planned not to be on this corner
I still wanna see California
But this is my world
(It's your world) Yeah
(Oh, it's your world)
(Your world, your
brown-nose for some gold
Then I'd rather be a bum than a motherfuckin' baller (oh yeah)
Bitch, where you when I was walkin'?
Now I run the game, got
bridges to bring black men back to their senses
I hit my homies, and hope they'd be willing to share a piece of their story
There's so much glory,
(Where my niggas, where my niggas)
I know you wanna fuck (Where my niggas at?)
(All my real niggas throw
Your muthafuckin' hands up) let's be friends
Where
She be with the shits she don't ever say no
From the city where your best friend turn into a foe
I stay fresh keep pimping these hoes
And all I do is
mother
I could never take the side of the others
Call it suicide, I'd rather die for my brothers
And it may be suicide, But for you and I
Nigga, its do
Barely impressed by these
Niggas sneak disses
When I tried to be friends with
Them niggas I didn't mention
My nigga, friends don't exist
I'd rather get
to me was 'bout their friend that just died
Textin' and drivin' down Mulholland Drive
That's why I'd rather take the 405
I be worried 'bout my
energy
Why can’t you just be natural
Why you can’t let it go if people talk about you
Somedays you have to swallow your pride and be the bigger person
If
Extractive chaos, the earth is crying, raped by drills and dynamite
Dissolving matter, creating waste
Broken all our links with the natural world
Abundant
The stress no more
Girl I wanna be your
Shining knight
And I wanna see ya
Shining bright
Girl all go through the tests
Just to get to know you, know you
At whose request?
The contract's here
I want to see
My God, the price
It's rather high
Why, it's absurd
Oh, yes, I know
Inform your boss
That by
can tell just by their energy
I can tell who is or isn't kin to me
I'd rather be your friend than be your enemy
Where my friends, where my friends
murderer!
He must be found!
Hounded out by everyone!
Met with hatred everywhere!
No kind word from anyone!
No compassion anywhere!
Christine,
pockets, yeah, yeah
Deep inside it, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
See me out, by the way, I'll be out late
Summertime in the back, goin' sideways
Natural talent is an ability to pick things up quickly
A spark in your technique that excites your mentor in the early stages
It gives you a head start in
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