Lyrics:
the woods
So he doesn't see us
Here's the cloth
Here's the black
Reconnaissance there is no turning back
Eric rode by
On his dirtbike
Jim and I
Woke behind
sweat it
Soon u can forget it
I had dreams that I turned to reality
By any means
Regardless of the casualties
Behind the scenes
Ever after
Never
Hi..... This is naimle$$,
I'd like to give my thanks, for all who have tooken the time to listen to my album, I truly hope that during your listen
and span
I ride 28 inches on my creepy black van
And you can catch me posted up down by the trailer park
I'm selling bootleg movies from noon to dark
But
became
Hating the sound of what she saying
Not like I'm trying to be strange
Pass me the key chain
I'm in the whip on the freeway
Losing all focus in this
lived under the system, you now know as Jim crow
Where oppressive Black Codes and state laws created by those brutes
Trapped us in the burning hell
official
Let me tell you when it all started
Game dropped Documentary and
Made plenty enemies
It was a classic album, but prior to that
Guerilla Black
It's gon' change though, with the ill strange flow
In the 9-8 push my a black Range Rove
I keeps the real, separate from the fake
If I kill,
the past
Scarred by my loose regard for the last
Spirit gone withdrawn from my life
Prince
Journey of the night
Pitch black
Turning of the knife
Get stabbed
falling
Thinking of things that don't have to add up to something
And this spell won't be broken
By the sound of keys scraping in the lock
Maybe
of a thousand lifetimes
And the knowledge of a magick older than time itself
A primordial force stored in black filled with inscriptions of creatures thought
a dream
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Nas]
Yeah, our history, black history, no president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets, had to flip some keys so a nigga
History, black history
No president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets try to flip some keys
So a nigga wont go broke
Then they put us in jail
[PC Speaker]
Fuck the M-P-double-A comin' straight out the underground
A young pirate got it bad cause I'm down,
Loadin' DVDs like a motherfuckin'
wrong something awoke when night did come
Strange sounds in the night we heard it calling out
[Repeat chorus]
And now my time has come to
Face
were dripping blood
She were mesmerized by the rude boy charm
Two years had passed, she thought she's safe from harm
But the past has strange way
of her crazy significant other
Starkly rendered gray, black, and white
Do you see through strange glass?
Curled and warped by time
Flowing with
on me everyday
I'm like fuck everybody, you feel me, fuck it
One time for me, cool by the sunshine
Money got punchlines, only take one times
Take small
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even
stand together that's the key and
When we fight, we’ll stay planted and standing strong just like a tree
We gotta make em hear us and feel us by shouting
to re-arrange, and every road I tread looks strange, strange
Doors are shut and the lights don’t work,
I only laughed, my hands are clean
No key now fits
I got the key to the streets
I got the key to the safe
He wanna see what I'm selling
I put the key in his face
I just got back from the dealer
I got
of fruitless trees
Beneath a gibbous light we lose our way tossed about by wild waves
We are following the course of the wayward stars
Asking all the questions
understanding until there is some explaining
No time to talk because we don't got the time to attain it
What's strange is my folks had hopes Barak would change it
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