Lyrics:
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
Feature one two on my album
Cos I like white girls like talcan
And I like black girls like malcom
Black girls i like them white girls
I like them asian
ass
I go to the club man, it's no cash
That black card make them chicks move fast
Can you hear me now? Can you see me now?
I throw on my jeans
ready to kiss my ass
I go to the club, man, it's no cash
That black card make them chicks move fast
Can you hear me now? Can you see me now?
I throw
into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's
fret
I just relapsed grab a pack
Missed my shot so call me Shaq
Hate my style I love attacks
Bootleg Hov the album black
Used to watch fiends sniffing
I need premium
To fly higher than helium
Try to get to Elysium
That's why I never listen to Jay Z
Albums costing so much that it's making me crazy
I
tribute, it won't take long
I've made some stuff rhyme and
I've recorded this song
You had a hit album called Back To Black
But then you got addicted
and kicking
I'm the A to the G-I followed by the A-N-T rolling with the Show be -I
Black boots, black hat, slick like a black cat
Flip like a fat
the A to the G-I followed by the A-N-T rolling with the Show be -I
Black boots, black hat, slick like a black cat
Flip like a fat cat? Never none of that, black
and start to black out like a light concussion
I think I'm working with something
So Lord knows I gotta chase this dream
I'm just here to give you the story
cold turn you black and blue shit
It don't take much for me to lose it
Just prolly when you thought I was gonna go easy on you
The beat drops
And I'm
album
Then I perfected these songs in four months this is my life
And I want you to know that I live by the pen and I'll die with the pen and the pad
I am
account done ate a moose, uH
WHy the car ain't got a roof, uH
Crib still ain't got a boost, uH
Black Hippy witH tHe caps lock, wHen my album came
Best
not a lotta things
That impress me but this album definitely took me by the balls
And said look here, this sure is something serious
Futuristic, he
Kayne
I gotta thank him for the love on the album
I knew out on Electric Circus he get it by any means necessary, like Malcolm
I tried a single shot
bloków
Nowy merch wiózł mój samochód jest w naprawie
Klasa C all black tapicerka krem
Ile dałbym by zapomnieć motor 1.8 L
Fituje flex nie udaje Niemca w
Black
But your album sound like you give
Your nuts for a plaque
You don't ride for the facts like um
Say Scarface
You don't know what you feel, y'all too
earning those residuals (Shred it Gang)
ProducedByTyler (Tyler) man we just dropped an album (Black Market)
Been a long time coming Earth Yarb, this
At the right hand of Baphomet
Marked with 3 6's
Arms outstretched hovering 6 inches
Over a grave
Optics black and chanting
Head back facing the stars
Go to Mars, yea
In a car, yea
This ain't hard, yea
I'm a star, yea
Rock all black, yea
Just like tar, yea
Everything, yea
Extra large, yea
Can't do
Wanna go four for four
Buy a four by four
With an all-black matte
And a sunroof
You ain't seen nothing yet
Imma keep saying this
Til my legacy runs
tie
N.Y. national league of big guys with stolen 5's
Albums cloud him, phantom of the opera style
With loud phones, system, 100 thousand watts in em
the Juno
Americans look at us like we're Borat or Bruno
I don't bathe got cooties still get my kudos
Warlock from Pluto, black belt in Judo
I do a bunch
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