Lyrics:
N***** speakin' on me and these n***** ain't even got a name
On top of my game
I love rockin' black, I swear I go by the Bruce Wayne
N**** pop, you gon'
I went out to got it on my own
And now I'm fucking wealthy
U win some u lose some
Time to take the bull by the horns
Ya lips will never touch
Unless u
pop club, everything just grace
Grammy-nominated on the first album, now motherfuckers see the face
Look at me
I know these niggas is trippin', these
were small and yellow
And the rumour spread that I was aging fast
Then I ran across a monster who was sleeping
By a tree
And I looked and frowned
think that I'm in black land
Try to play me imma hit em wit ah backhand
Hit em wit a backhand
I just heard ya tape and it's trash man
Ion give a fuck
With a white girl that look like Stevie from the Parkers
My whole team disciplined, we led by Coach Carter
Stunna killed the beat, we had to put it
black thong the thought of Rocky just really appeals...
Two red lips with an ass to match she's got under her apron cuz her time won't pass
And who's
gone to sleep in the
Passing lane
Like a shot in the vein.
There's a black dog hanging by a string
In the flutter of a thousand paper wings.
You
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No, I ain't done yet, back on the track (yeah)
Dressed in all Dior, I'm back in black (back in black)
Put a thousand dollars on his head
(Hey)
Let's go rest more get slowed
I'm like F hoes they mentored I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catching
(Hey)
Let's go rest more get slowed
I'm like 'f hoes they mentored I'm petroed
Get blowed by your girl like red nose
And every single day I'm catching
I say cheese CCG
Sending you my ETA, on the way, CYL
Close your mouth watch what you say, I don't play but anyway
I keep a black tee just to hide
with days wey i they h wey i go faint
If you wanna hear the story loyal boy go play the tape
My album on the way as you they fell back in the days
We
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Imagine, triple platinum on a stage
Sold out shows madison square, hundred thousand
Imagine multinational fans in manhattan
The speakers blasting,
that shit man
It hurt me down to the bone
Everyone around me man they live by a code
Life is a gamble depends on the roll
You just deal with how
I️ could couple homies had to trap out
Dreams of a black card, roley and a penthouse
Asking momma what she wanna drive to take the kids out
near
Unholy love
Your rose of youth torn apart
The purple sign
Your limbs are trashed by relief
Black seed arise
The flood comes crawling up to thee
emancipation of your mind
Liquidation, incrimination of a false nation
Two thousand millennium occupation black poet on the run
Track translation
One thousand different houses and Munchausen
I'ma make you wanna punch out some f- one
"Ouch, what the f- you hit me for?"
Screamed life as I
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
One thousand different houses and Munchausen
I'ma make you wanna punch out some fuckin' one
"Ouch, what the fuck you hit me for?"
Screamed life
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
Black pearl necklace and champagne
Seductive silk and cocaine
Her dark blue lace in command
Carefully slipping my hand
Shaking her beautiful hips
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