Lyrics:
skinned or black, baby I drop these
Boricua mommies screamin' "Aiy papi"
I love it when they call me Big Poppa
I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa
I got drunk with your emotions
A subtle intrusion in my mind
A gentle distortion of mankind
A sweet loss of any eyesight
I stagger by compassion
I've got to tell you about somethin' I think
Without you and my chain I'm the weakest link
So get down, baby, and feel my love
I'll get you drunk in
fool right here)
He was feelin' his way down the street with his stick right, ayy (yeah)
He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
wengine wanachoma shasha
Were drunk sote tume empty tumbler
Sunset by the seashore
Hold up
Take it to the floor
Its a vibe
Follow us we got more
Baby come
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
tricks
Make it rain on a scorched phone
Ku Klux slave hags
Kneel to the plastic gods
Collateral damaged hearts
Killed by a drunk drum
On a sweet
fool right here)
He was feelin' his way down the street with his stick right, ayy (yeah)
He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
mans
Ricky had crack in his socks, gettin' money off the market
When he black and he ain't bought stocks (ooh)
Niggas ain't have no black Superman
I'm at the bus støp in a one-puff taxi
Gotta shotty if you wanna pop the back seat
In the velly bass bumpin through the black sheets
While you ø'ing
Ladies and Gentlemen
I go by the name DJ Lambo
We bouta get this party moving
I got a few of my brothers in the house
Sipping on that millionaira
to India leavin four successor states
By the Fifth century B.C., R.O.M.E.
succeeds to be the conqueror of Egypt and Greece
But had the threat of the Black
coming to fuck by ten o'clock
And I cannot depend on the box
But she giving top that hotter than Wasabi
Black Gucci belt and I'm putting wax on that
been drunk baby
Lately you been making me go dumb crazy
Baby lost her contact
In the city whack whack
She been searching got that
Called me twice drop
but feel like a joker really
I'm not really sure, how to get by
Baby cmon in my car and let's ride
Staring over the ocean Baby
Swimming in our own Pool
the vision is ever bending
My cup is overturned for you
Oh baby, you pull me in
Oh baby, you pull me in two
Left, then right
It's black and white
Never in
Drunk And In Love
I saw you baby, and I pissed my pants
Now I'm shakin' while I'm trying to stand
Come into my cardboard box and out of the storm
Ok, bottles on me and the weed got that fire smell
Drunk as fuck and high as H-E-L-L
5 Diff blunts (Blunts)
Cups filled up (Up)
Chokin off puffs
in tax
But long behold there was a bear
With much not to long for or care
Drunk on rage and ketamine
He had a hunger for Bobby's spleen
Save him save
I dont mind the black smog in the open market
We were looking for a place to eat
We found a side alley filled with smoke
The smell of human flesh,
sit on the corner, man
We ain't talkin' bout you, we talkin' bout the same thing, man, motherfucker
(I want to see what goin' with the Black Market, I
a Christian abortion
A forceps the jupiterian baby
Of the manger of the communist
I was abandoned by the Mormon aristocrats
Celestial drugs in the evangelical
Natty Dreaded to na Zimbabwe
My phone card works all day
Bobs way, black market militia
Eating well in the Meikles Hotel
Copped the passport, no
tell me this is not a dream, you're a damn culprit
More access to the market, Poppy is a dedicated poet
Overseas trip, money mindset, paper assets,
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