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still shit
I know that I'm still this
I know that I'm still on it
I know I'm still working and really I'm gone get on it
Young lil black Oklahoman
Psssttt

your best or don't do it, keep me on my toes
If you stand by, I'm sitting on my car
You push me in there, she loud as a car
You can't keep up, too slow
I

Whatever happened to knowing it all
Feeling strong in springtime and fall
You start starry-eyed but you fade to black
Losing hope that will never

I know
Tings want the muchacho
I just want me a bronco
Rap niggas don't rap like me your new sound is my old flows
Black whip, African
Shipping work

It gets harder every day
To fake the love you live
To break the heart you give

Want to give us one more try
Maybe my thoughts are just too black

Strapped if they Ask you
I act natural, my face tattooed, Blackness on Max, I can't hide that
Fake shit get wacked, can't get no Time back
I'm young, black

Time to wake up
To kill everything we need stop
Time for the last change
Make the best things for a new day

Time of broken hope
Black orchids were

Always wanna know what’s going on
Only talk when something is wrong
Once they separate black from white
They disappear again in the 
darkness of the night

I saw you cower like a broken flower with your eye all black and blue
All the wishes that you keep to your chest are never coming true
Don’t feel so

my hands and uproot the veins that worm within the soil
Self-interned by black roots bound far from the sun
Out from the earth out from the flesh I

Don't waist my time coz the clock is ticking
Bowing down my head asking benediction
I just do black voice I'm blackaneese
Just like a labor I was hired by

black ooze from the board you call mother
Never even thought to cry out to your own mother
Screaming in silence just like every other
Just like every

Gotta stand tall 
Long may we reign 
I want it all 
I can see no fail 
I want all all 

Typa shit I don’t even wanna say twice 
I know niggas in the hood

Gotta run me my money
Be for I do my money dance
But know what it
Is before you take a chance
Gotta do it by ya self cuz
Dey gon take the stand
Black live

The stars are fading one by one
All those people who have come and gone
Can't see you 'cause they're staring at the sun

Who will hold you
Who will hold you

She fine as she age like good wine makeup and hair done
She said she know a plug up the road he never lay low
He black and mama Mexican streets be

It started Friday night the sky was pitch black
One accidental eye contact
Leads here.
We went to the local bar and grill
Peanut bags and cocktails

shutdown required

Solar storms, comets and black holes
It is the vastness of the universe
Which makes my heart beat
Through the tiny plexiglas window
I see

by an endless season of cold
Empty skies become a “welcome home”
To the cold hearted killer of “this is all I know”
If only in life there were second

Or settle there sorrounded just by black

Tryin’ hide behind the past
Figuring out whats not a mess
And feel wrong 
So lost and gone

So many things that I

the veteran better than all of you hoes
There's no telling when I’m 'bout to catch up and blow
It's irrelevant, 10% trying is all
That's a murder pen
Weapons in

the black death
Sacrifice your lives for exile,
Or get eaten by the rats like a beast
I watch you sinners and fire-consumed messiahs
Embrace the saints

This Space Within 			
(music and words by Luca Rossi)


Just tell me why this night is gettin' colder on me
I won't back down on you.
Your sound is

swallowed by jealousy
Hate in a chain like a centipede
Look at the message they sending me
There ain’t no chance you ahead me
You must be drunk off that