Lyrics:
chocolates, you know
Them challenges they going stupid
Anyways, he's sending out a call of action for the black community
Here's a snippet of what we got
Yo,
That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
I got those icy, icy fingers up and down my spine
The same
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
Rocking all black coming straight out of Wakanda
Just wait 'till this shit drop next summer, summer!
Obliteration, devastation, Inflammation, burn
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
what I'm saying?
When I yank you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga crazy
Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm
I will not lose
I will not lose
I'm young black and rich
I'm young black and rich
I'm young black and
I will not lose
I'm young black and rich
I'm
the barber and the black rooster little by little vanished in the air.
So the black bird spreads its wings upon the sea,
Flying over the clouds,
Far beyond
the one, you can tell by the mug (that what)
Huh? I'm mean, not nice
Mean ass bitch, give a fuck if you like me
I'll beat a bitch black and blue, make
I know you by the way you chew your hair
Always smacking your lips, spittin' everywhere
I know you by the way you tie your shoes
Always one by one,
(Look Out) she put in work, she put in work
Dame, that girl fine, body designed, so divine
I got to grind to make her mine, by the end of this rhyme
If
were black they didn't want to except us
But it's ok, I got my own plan
'Cause yo, I ain't down wit your program
The natives cook, wash
Got an elusive disposition
You would never know
How I feel 'cause I got no one to talk it out
Trapped in my head
Hanging by a thread
I'm so f- messed up
to the waterfall
I got swallowed by the undertow
I twist, I turn, but I know there's only one way out of this
So honey if you're listening
Press your lip
your pussy, you screaming that it's talking to you daddy
Fart's breathing out your lips, splashing my dick badly
Use vinegar to try to tighten up your
That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
I got those icy, icy fingers up and down my spine
The same
(Hey baby, you wanna go out?)
(You wanna go out honey?) Flossy B
(Spend any money?) You see this bitch here?
(Come here cutie) Man
(Hey, come
In the western sky
My kingdom come
So still
So dark all over Europe
And I ride down the highway 101
By the side of the ocean headed for sunset
For
by the river just as the sun was sinking low
And in her eyes I saw big trouble like the muddy waters down below
Her lips were soft and sweet as honey
crackers off me
Get off me
Bet they won't burn us down this turn around
It'll be a different story rebuilding black wallstreet
Woo whoa
They gone pay up like
angel dead
Bees made honey upon her lips
Lips I've waited so long to kiss
She seemed so pure without a doubt
'Til the last red drop leaked out
My
The
Number one
Girl
You My Beauty Black Queen
Beauty Black Queen
Beauty Black Queen Girl
Shut down the whole world
Love to see that nappy curl
You
Caller, DTI, Top Producer, Pulse Eskimo
Fuckin' Widda Team
My two lips said "You don't wanna
See a nigga on the scene"
Go on then, what d’ya mean, what d’ya
strings on a busted ukulele
And the Nightstick leaned on a black shillelagh
With the poison of a junkie's broken promise on his lip
He staggered in
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