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and damage him
End up in a jam and my people gon have to sandwich him
Take him for his goods and all the money that he hid
Took his jam money bought peanut
and by the way
They didn't take kindly to me saying I was with the Blacks
Well, now
Now everyone's got the green light (green light?)
I wish I could
teach me about how to love my kids
So let me love you
Black out the last 7 nights (From far away)in a row
It's gonna be fine
Let me love you (How come he
but I am a part of him. I am his despair! his pain! his grim!
He's weak and vulnerable broken by loss and grief
I have a hold on him and I won't give
though have you been cripping
Swear you got beat black and blue the injuries looked crippling
I'm daily trippling
Maybe at fifty I'd like some triplets
Not
that then you can kiss my black ass
Motherfu
And there you have it
If you don't like that bro you can kiss his black ass
And that's word to moms
I hit L.A. I get love you know 'cause I'm from the Bay.
Dub see, Big Syke you know Spice 1, feel me.
Count the dollars on the Lexy don't waste
think Smack was bein’ catty
(caddy) when he handed me the Driver
Let’s do it the fair way (fairway)
My town is fuckin’ broke
Cousin’s face was saggin’
To the sixties, having black skin is risky
'Cause this keeps happening
Throughout history, African-Americans have been treated like shit
And I admit, there have
show
and tell and shit ain't shit, y'all. so we say, let's
take his breath away. we think our submarine
ways, breathe quilting circles, brood
win
And I wanna lay it all down"
In this country, a black man only have like
5 years we can exhibit maximum strength
And that's right now while
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
to stone. He slips away
We can't look like we've lost control
What would the Roman have to say
We've found one to betray him so
He'll have to answer to his
that one plays
Black Monday
So we can have justice one day
Black Monday
Black, Black Monday
Hey Yo, be, I thougt we conquered the world
When
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
the money, the power or fame would make you go away?
Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, nigga, let's play
Have you ever walked your enemy down, like
even half black
You ain't 'posed to have that, homie, let me grab that
And that Flavor Flav clock, we gon' have to snatch that"
All I remember is
Queen, let's be fair
I ain't hating your extensions, don't take it there
I'm just saying black is beautiful and they can pair
All the ads in the world that
See Maximillian was a jealous kid who never had much, had much
He thought that the way to fit in was to have stuff, have stuff
But his momma worked
forgot how late he stayed up
See Maximillian was a jealous kid who never had much, had much
He thought that the way to fit in was to have stuff, have stuff
About the ways to raise a child up
To not become a product
Of his environment, I need to cry and vent
But I done built this wall up
Actin' like
to his grandmother (cray)
I get it, I see why she let August Alsina fuck her (okay)
Either way she got Will Smith lookin' like a sucker (she do)
He
the mainstream all those years ago
She went out of her way to be discreet
To keep us wanting more, to never let us
Look her ass directly in it's eye
That it was
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
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