Lyrics:
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Slow to discern whether or not
A topic’s my concern
Always black and always proud
That don’t mean loud but if I wanted to be
That should be allowed
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
say BAMN it’s by any means necessary
Ya Black panther path legendary
Now it’s good to have that black card status
Means you’re living life kinda lavish
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
that yoppa by the bed nigga french toast
Black Phantom out front nigga space ghost
Word on the street you looking for 4 and a heezy
Just pull up in
Rhymes, I don't wanna rest here
Promise that I will be better for next year
I still keep my foot and my enemies necks ya hear
I can predict that this album
Yeah! That's the beat right there.
I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional shit.
So don't try this at home yo.
Yo yo yo
voltage of an eel
Truth that I reveal'll
Crush the amateurs who scream they keep it real
Caesar black down, hoodied up in fatigues
Part-time minor
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
'Bach
I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap
I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggas scared of that black
I drop that "Black Album" then I back,
'Bach
I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap
I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggas scared of that black
I drop that "Black Album" then I back,
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
where the party's at
It's uptown in the Boogie Down so don't sleep
On that Non Fiction hit by Black Sheep
Dres --
Be the be -be , L-L-L, L-A-see-K
S-H,
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
we've got an album to press
And then we got to make that bubble.
Okay, the hour start teen and I love my friends,
But understand, y'all, love don
moment
And we puttin' it down
Ready to clown
Be layin' them black on the ground
Smokin' weed by the pound
What it be
Why my ass with a bounty
Oh my nigga,
to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy
But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me
My lady, she don't trust me (nah), know I'm a sick puppy
by the CIA or the industry
Know where black hands be on black Glocks
No back stabs or sad plots, we let them rot
1-800-Nas&Hit, don't call us with
I am black history
If you don't use your voice I don't hear you
You don't take yo legacy serious
Milk the shit
Murder independent
Only thang you kill
that grim flow, 'cause all my flowers black
And I don't know what's up inside my head
'Cause when I'm talkin', I go beast mode
And if I go back
I'm met
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