Lyrics:
broken
Tear out the pages, nothing is wasted
And I wouldn't change it
You make everything bloom, bloom
Burn my black-and-white world down
to wherein it belongs
Burn their tainted scripture by the hand of the liberator
Disciples of the black
Cast out those deceived and indulge in their screams
the power
Defuse it in my voice
I'm the boss of my bizz
I cash that invoice
Don't see black and white
Color vision see the truth
If I want it, I get it
N***** say they sippin lean out here sippin green
Love my hundreds all blue and
My twenties green
Don't compare me to you'r broke ass baby daddy need's
a chick back like a blue print trial
Now you 'n' me can drink some Hennessy
Then we get it on
Mad women wantin to bone Sean combs
Sippin on Patron
a chick back like a blue print trial
Now you 'n' me can drink some Hennessy
Then we get it on
Mad women wantin to bone Sean combs
Sippin on Patron
and me know me baby daddy ya Binti halal how you wild 'n out
Macey a spicy Latina so me hardly come mild
Just true me mix up West Indian style
But we all
the 'n*****' here ain't we in the free world?
Death penalty in texas kill young boys and girls
Barbarity I'm in the double-R casually
Buggin how I made it out
tell it's mine
With a baseball cap that's black that I'm wearin
and a look that keeps you all starin
and wondering why I'm invincible
But when you hear
Am I running out of time?
I'm breaking the chain from the life I knew
Beat it black and blue each time to be face to face
With the lies I choose
your lights go out
Tote n them yoppers them pipes go out
It all goes down when the lights go out
If we beefing and I catch you then it's lights out
If I
break you down
You underestimated me my friend
So come on, come on, reach out
Oh, it's never gonna let you go
Oh, it's gonna hit you blow by blow
Woah,
Raps by Cappadonna hit the countryside
Poetry whirlpool, Rza and True collide
We produce article exception to the rule
We the black men that struck
Raps by Cappadonna hit the countryside
Poetry whirlpool, Rza and True collide
We produce article exception to the rule
We the black men that struck
ain’t our ancestors
Keep trying us
We’ll burn this shit
Our black is beautiful
Put some respek
On it
Cause I’m a dark skinned boy
Living with
know that ion talk a lot
Run up in yo party wit that chop and make em walk it out
Man n***a whatchu talking bout?
All that talking have the tectives
Uh, it's that real dead, n***a, this Vontae just take a whiff I'll hate to smack little cliff and put his black a** in my spliff, I don't know why
off in the street?
Walkin' discreet, cops run and see, pop one and flee
Knock out they teeth, I'm at the E-N-D
Of my patience, be thankful it's not up
this out right here though
Check it check it out, check it check it out
[Interlude: Snoop Dogg]
Doggy struck a match and the match went out
G-Unit
the middle of this cold
In the middle of this earth
Spinnin out of control
Did I have moments that were worth living for
I took the gun they gave me
Through it
God, ain't no time for false prophets
Pullin metaphors out my pocket, I need to stop it
Grab the snake, by his head, make sure when you passin through
Ya
but I'm lonely
You been keepin' it real, but you still phony
Countin' blue face, duckin' all the fakes
I'm bout it, if you want smoke bitch then come
sleeping all day n waking up In the night
Higher than a kite like a
Satellite
I got stars up in the roof when I'm Riding through the night
All black vamp
as fuck, with a Smile
That'll light you up She had long black hair, And a complexion that made
Jealous bitches glare Everywhere she went, All the n
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