Lyrics:
stuck in my mind
It's what you do to me
Simplify romance
The more we speak the less we say
Just searching for a friendly face
In love with what we
at the hotel"
I be like "Oh swell"
Unveil the numeric code to dial my room
And tell them to call me at noon
But of course there's no answering machine in my
Satanic undiplomatic
Rich only bitch aristocratic
Romance in the air for my lover
Then in the sheets undercover
Meet me in the city of Culver
I'll love you
I be like "Oh swell"
Unveil the numeric code to dial my room
And tell them to call me at noon
But of course there's no answering machine in my room
Black Lagoon or on the dark side of the moon
Promise me no matter where I go
Bury me in Reno
Bury me in Reno
Bury me in Reno
Bury me in Reno
I could find
[speaking to Pain in Da Ass]
Okay Tony.. listen to me..
See those two guys over there?
Those are the Diaz Brothers
They got the biggest
perform a nerve storm
I prefer my pictures in word form
Bury the hatchet like how a bird born
As I paint cold pictures like kool-aid facing condensation
my hands, hands, hands above my head
Mes petit's monsters, hands in the air
SING IT!
I won't cry for you
I won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry
my rage and violence
In time I learned a few lessons, never fall for riches
Apologizes to my true sisters; far from bitches
Help me raise my black
right
I'm black, blacker than a trillion midnights
"Don't Believe The Hype" was said in '88 by the great Chuck D
Now they're tryin' to fuck me
dead by daylight sheddin tears in the grey night
Come on let me give up the ghost bury me six feet below
You got me dead by daylight bled my grey night
Don’t be naïve
Bungee only time I’m falling, stay on my feet
“You need me, I’m black I make shit cool."
"Why would they think that’s music that would
to the wire, oh lord
Holy Ghost, study my people way of movement
Deep in comatose, craving the food you silver spoon with
Lord deny me, I'm buying my seat in
Whether I open or I close eyes
I see oppression
My brothers getting shot by the cops
It’s so depressing
Trying not to stress because I know it’s in
I be like "Oh swell"
Unveil the numeric code to dial my room
And tell them to call me at noon
But of course there's no answering machine in my room
[Kool Keith]
Yeah!
For the 2000 (2000)
Black Elvis (Black Elvis)
We get raw with this (hand me my guitar)
Tour bus packed (tour
“sublimated from life to death” end quote. He also believes that his mother’s ghost was taken in by something called the Black Parade. He believes the Black
I be like "Oh swell"
Unveil the numeric code to dial my room
And tell them to call me at noon
But of course there's no answering machine in my room
my first studio at like
12 or 13 somewhere in that season
Of my life, singing along with the radio
Became me wanting to be on radio
You know
Elijah Muhammad the 8th
The Muslim homie told me he's straight
Sent him a dub and a demo tape
Penetrate the streets with the heat
So a burner ain't
Voice in my headquarters and I'll take you there
Everybody anybody anybody everybody
Get off me
Everybody ain't nobody, anybody ain't nobody
Get off
It's in the black sick and the choking on the blood and your tears
It's in the echo of the jackdaw ringing in your ears
Watch me out of my gates
They'll
Diamonds on my skin like Twilight
Carbon fiber came wit' a night light
In case a nigga wanna see the bright side
Hope you picked the right side
Black
romance gone wrong
The Joker’s gang – which
Include goons in goat
Shark and panda masks – gun
Down the Arkham guards
And restrain Dr quinzel down
In
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