Lyrics:
Black black black
Is the color of my true love's hair
His eyes are something wondrous fair
The nicest face and the strongest hands
I love the ground
in the wrong city
To expect that huh
Wasn't living they conditions
Ya'll neglect my love
But son is she black
Why you keep asking me
Thought I had
Masterpeace:
Black is makin' a move
Black is makin' a move
No more waiting on a savior
For your dreams to come true
Black is makin' a move
Black is
Goons that know how to spot out
A Judas I can trust
And if I can't trust you
The fuck is you here for?
Some of you niggas' true
Colors becomin' clear more
The white sheet is a black man you attacking
Scared of the color of my skin
When I speak you hear
I'm Dope, I'm dope
Black to the fullest
Purest
a nickel
Wacka wacka doo-doo yeah
Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true
Because the very next day, a local
You took my attention away so hard now I just can't focus
Jet black hair and your dark brown skin, everything so golden
Slim or big, really don't
love, she just want her share
She feed him lies with his silverware
I know a bitch named Liz
This nigga think she his 'cause she tell him that it is
In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She has the sweetest smile the gentlest hands
And I love the ground
lightly, and watch who you're lovin'
By mother the mountain
I swear that it's true
Love not a woman with hair black as midnight
And her dress made
Cause I love you, that's all you really need to know
I'm 'bout to miss my hair appointment, girl I got to go
She said, I always wanted to be a ho
I always
our guns
And while I love my AR-15
I love my people more
America has a problem, y'all
Problems
A nation formed by genociding half my ancestors
Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face is like roses so fair
He's the prettiest face
And the neatest of hands
I love the ground
an ancient dinosaur (Roar)
Swing a microphone like the great mighty Thor
Puba Maxwell is the mack that's hyphenated
Girls seem to love the way my things are
Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face is like roses so fair
He's the prettiest face
And the neatest of hands
I love the ground
Oh my god she's looking at me
Got my eyes fixated on what she's wearing I see
A black dress, black hat the only color she needs
Are blue eyes, red
an ancient dinosaur (Roar)
Swing a microphone like the great mighty Thor
Puba Maxwell is the mack that's hyphenated
Girls seem to love the way my things are
the heart that beats in mine
The love that I'm in love, the love that I'll be true
The sun of my mornings, the one who colors my life
The black at night
on fire and the stars are black
The sun froze over and it won't come back
We inhale poison-water instead of purified air
My skin is covered in gills, God
Orange is the color of my true love's hair
Trump is in the White House 'cause I put him there
First he's getting rid of that ObamaCare
There goes my
extraordinary
Perry mason facing, the barrel if he tattle
My God is my judge, no gown no gavel
I'm a rebel, down to battle
Now or never, I would never
extraordinary
Perry mason facing, the barrel if he tattle
My God is my judge, no gown no gavel
I'm a rebel, down to battle
Now or never, I would never
extraordinary
Perry mason facing, the barrel if he tattle
My God is my judge, no gown no gavel
I'm a rebel, down to battle
Now or never, I would never
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