Lyrics:
hung on ropes
Black queens havin' seeds while she's strung on dope
I resurrected Nat Turner with this song that I wrote wrote
[Chorus]
"I'm
(No!)
Here in the dark
Escaping this withering soul
My thoughts are growing cold
Here by my side
Is everything I've ever owned
I've got to go alone
... And the night got swollen
Bloated like a man drowned
In the river
That night I turned on no light
There was nothing to look at
The big and black
the sky turns black, black
Desperate cry (in the) infinity of life
The world destroyed by humanity itself
Life ended as the world falls down
The death
I wander through the wind and snow deeper into the unknown;
Old spruce trees and the sights of snowy fields I pass by;
The forest of my mind..
glimmers 'neath the moon,
Sorcery opens fiend-haunted pathways before me.
Black Stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon...
Enthralled by
rides forth, black storm-borne steeds,
(their flanks anointed by) immortal blood,
Hark to the striking of the winds, the moon burns black as slaughter
so sweltering heat
Truly strong survive
False burns
Even inside myself
I'll survive
By the power of my black mind
Claws of darkness
Darkness
of spectacle
It's the shoe bomber who's waltzing through
It's a kind of hopelessness, a loneliness
A color I only ever heard played by a nigga named
back
'Cause every day is grey without you
Now I'm in black 'til you come back to me
Ay-yay-yay, yay-yay-yay, yay
Baby come back
Why don't you come
Whoa Guy-Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride whoa whoa
Whoa Guy- Pistol by my side and I'm down to ride
Gun powder thunder like a road glide whoa
Pillow, pillow
Who, who
Who
Who, who
Who
Pillow, pillow
Boobytrap by a weirdo
Hell no, Hell no
Boobytrap by a weirdo
Give it back, give it back
like an MP5 lad
Then Chill's brought the green like lettuce
If you ain't heard of the Nerve
And the Chill by now
Then homie, where the fuck you been?
Oh yeah I'm fed up
We need more justice for the people
We can't let up
A country ran by (whites)
It's a set up
Allah watch over your people
Drive by roof off fade into the night
I just wanna sit and vibe till the stereo dies
Hellcat matted black me myself and I
Wanna cry stars
necklace with the diamonds
She'll turn to Spider-Woman if I bite her
I will not go back and forth with you
I see you got the black widow with you
You
los, Baby, no, no, Calma, Calma
Nie lonidi los, oh, no, no, Calma, Calma
Mach du der ke Sorgen um Baga, Baga
Baga, Baga
I blibe mit dir, Baby, Halla,
Californ-I-A we parley the G way
Some wear red and black, and some sport (Blue and Grey!)
But gangsters don't dance, we hang-boogie and bang
So it's
And I can't seem to wake up
So I'm running and racing
Blunt smokers are chasing
This is insane, I'm caught by House Of Pain
I'm picked up
They
trucks
(Well, watch out man-a)
For, when we go a show, we say
We sit down in a box
We watch out di show star by Silver Fox
Him have di weak spot in a him
that you didn't even know
But listen honey its drop by drop,
The stuff I'm selling it's hot, hot, hot
Mr Magic is not some toy
He's gonna
Guess-V, in a special way (special way)
But everyday
{Go ahead den}
"It's no way we can rock after them" <-- Black Thought
** scratched by DJ Tracks **
of this big black hole
even if i can justify that i'm alive and alright
you're still the only one i'll turn to by my side
everyday and night its time
Motion picture, analyze the world, plus it hits ya
Dominate ya scripture
Wild black infera, protecting your perimeter
Rockin Jew-waal, bring
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