Lyrics:
on the shelf
Do they call me crazy because I like black
I wear pentagrams and I give people heart attacks
When they walk by and I get stink eyed
Next thing you
fridget by a midget locked him in my refrigerator
It's okay little guy don't worry ill be back later
How's that for a ruckus, no one can hear him scream
Got
dressed in black
These two men had differences in the way things should run
Now everything would be settled by the duel in the sun
The town folk filled in
that's jus how we be
Nobody got the stones to pull up on me
Drive by they got a hit on me
He masked up wit a stick on me
At the park he got no wits wit me
I do it again and again
I don't pull up with a gang
Street light hits my face
Black on black car, Imma race
I hop in that whip and I go, yeah
and shortly
All the wenches will be mine
Glorious hunting by the moonlight
Chasing after our beer
Soon I catch up with the demon
We will clash right now, right
For by grace are ye saved, through faith, not of works, lest any man should boast
You can't work your way, you can't pay your way, it's free because
the world|she's been sheltered by love |sheltered by love||blue eyed boy likes to cause trouble|he got caught breaking the law now he's home safe in his little
Last Poet
Cadence on that, Black Magic
Swanton to the Bomb, drop jewels up in the calm
Forgetting your accolades when I’m steady grooving souls
In a city
of a rope, and it seems so long ago.
Trapped by a legend, how was I supposed to know?
Come and let me take your hand, and whisper in your ear: Set me free
I'll be your superhero
When danger arrives
I'll be by your side (uh)
You're my lucky dime (uh)
Wyclef told me call 911
But who do you call when
around at my so called friend
Light skin to the brown
The black
Here we go again
Homey over there knows Keith an
But he be thiefin'
I don't trust him
an unstoppable Army
And Black voices for Trump, we are standing tall
The Black vote in 2020, Trump deserves it all
Free minded Blacks, you make the call
More money
of the U.S.
Where you got to be strapped like a semi
Get rich or
Or be ready to die
Where we're surrounded by crooked cop, drugs, and prostitution
Come
Wild flowers n gravel pit towers,
Pecan-smoke 2 meat barbecue.
Shotgun shack by the roadside,
Blacktop Texas is everything it will be.
Loop road
We on now baby 227
Hutch, Habbie, SNS holla at your boy
Blockworks
By the time niggas realize what happened
It'll already be too late
By then
Mang! Lemme get 'em Free
Hove never slackin' mang, zippin' in the black Range
Faster than the red ghost, gettin' ghost wit' Pac-Mang
One-time know
intelligent black woman Y-O-Y-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made by woman and male
I rhyme about
farmers, Tom
Sam and Bo of course
From behind Tom's black fence
Tom peeps across
Just to witness Sam's crop business
Boomin' like the big guy's, but get this
Still screaming up,
Free up the guys,
Oh yeah,
Still screaming out,
Free up your mind,
Oh yeah, oh yeah,
Two thousand and fifteen black skies,
That's
love you for everything you are
Beautiful black man
My hope is that you can be free
Despite the weight of the world
I will hold you up
I will be there
can't control it
I can't control it
I can't control
O Goddess of the Sea
Will you give me peace
The black horizon calls
To let my darkness free
Darkness
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,
Slained by the hands of the blacks
[ Big Daddy Kane ]
Ooh, the topic of brothers gettin scared
But who can relate it, debate it, eliminate it or escape
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