Lyrics:
of the carousel
A black parade of circus freaks, and led by Mister Dark,
Scours every street for the boys to drag them down to hell
The boys have seen too much
We all stand alone
I watch the sun move away
As I embrace the night
And my black dog has it's day
For six long years, you shall not pass
Don't try me, nigga, homicide's my hobby
Backwoods fat, blowin' these sacks like Mozzy
In the 6, Clyde and Bonny, clips by Armani
Plus, I keep an extra
veneers
All black tint, they lookin' at it like, "Who in there?"
This LA, think twice before movin' here
You only got one life, nigga, one love
Reach
Blindness, blindness and sight
Threatened by all things
Devil of cruelty
Drawn to all things
Devil of delight
Mythical devil of the ever-present laws
Another watch, another chain, the last thing a nigga need
Swear to God, couple right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, fill a case another
to
Inner cities the rich won't move to
The nice parts, they well-protected by a vanguard
The opposite of how these concentration camps are
Low-income
Standin' there with your red coat on
French perfume, lookin' vulnerable
Black widow girl, you sit and wait
'Til I climb into the web you made
crashing always two by two
I don't wanna work in a building downtown
No, I don't wanna see when the planes hit the ground
I don't wanna work in
Talkin' that drive-by shit
Everybody talkin' that gangsta shit
Talkin that drive-by shit
Everybody talking that gangsta shit
Slaves to the rhythm
Wake up Monday morning lookin' at another 50 hour week
Hit the ground, black coffee, runnin' on 2 hours of sleep
Damned old truck won't start
Niggas, bitches, bitch-ass niggas
Dyke-ass hoes, black-ass, bright-ass hoes
Fags, hags, and scalawags, get y'all motherfuckin' ass on the floor, ya
burning the sands alight way into the air
dark black clouds obscure the sky a twilight of despair
and babylon is overrun by armies of the lord
who
To write the black last page
The page of blood was written by them
The dead now lying on the sand
Visions of disaster are now challenging the wild storms
dead by day
They don't care about you or me
The white man tells the black man's history
The KKK looks after me
And up to this day niggaz still ain't
a full bottle
Raise 'em on up, everybody holler
Four by fours, rev 'em on up
A brand new Ford or a bucket of rust
Riding low, black diamond chrome
I really thought by now
I really thought that I
I would be famous, I'd be famous
Drivin' around, hop in my car
I'll take you where you wanna go
decompose
Into the swill black as oil
Hurling towards the black hole
Twisted by the gravity
Withered by the sun
Shattered by depravity
Civilized
Takin? a deep breath, tears was runnin?
I ran around the black house, the ancient black house
Built by Ibrahim, peace be upon him, circlin? 24 no doubt
(Talking)
Young wild niggaz livin street life on the edge
not knowin if tomorrow they could turn up dead.
Yo fuck regular cops niggaz get scoped by
You saved me from the black hole in my heart
With you by my side I fly through the citynight
You're touching me
With dazzling light
control of
My soul
By this ritual
Black hood to hide your face
She is tied up with black lace
But red as the wine
Her blood runs tonight
Dagger’s dancing
(Baby, baby, Baby, baby)
I can tell by way you walk
You give it all away
By the sweet way that you talk, yes you do
You got long legs, a black girl sway
Amputees feel unlucky until they
See the vegetables a toast to the dead
For those who are forgotten
Written out of history by
The corrupted and rotten
Black
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