Lyrics:
times three
Gotta change my sheets cause your girl got too excited by the sight of me
Now she wanna make a DVD
Wait, no cap I ain't got time for that
strange is a part of my forte
Surrounded by those that feel the same way
We embrace individuality on the daily!
Nocturnal, meanin' I don't sleep
And there's
Of truth, Asiatic discipline's frightenin
some who act dumb embraced by decadence
The weak in the wake of true black militants
Hear the call and all heed
If everything is black and white
You cannot keep a pledge
You're running out of energy
You're walking on the edge
Jump on the squares
And turn around
keys get struck like a pianist
She give me words but no time 4 an analyst
If you know than you know what an Angel is
So you can look now listen
can I
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
vortices of space, the wisps of black mist that flow
And a key to the paradox of the arcania of the worlds that we know
But all the while I can't reconcile
Awareness, becoming one with the longing for complete surrender to the
Higher self, which has potentially been waiting these long eons of time,
And in fact
of light to entertain
Looked into the abyss, called it by its name
I have plundered time itself, put the world inside it
I'm the mysteries, day
Many moons hardened pure hearts
Those plagued by her black arts
Their rooms secreting phantom orgies
Vile rites and rifled graves
Mere hours, now
the master key to open all the doors you desire
I’m from a world of jealousy, hatred black to black
They only love you when you gone dead
Destiny awaits don’t
Bombay
Dem man don't know what I do when I go from bealing
Leadin' the pack in black and I'm out with a bag
Step out with the phone and dab
Bust up
never be slayed or confined to a grave
Math key fade
What that means you were played
My exit was in the first Act
Covered up by authorities
Beguiled
partners from Oakland doin serious time
You can't argue with the truth it's hard to be black
But it's a mind game, and you gotta deal with that
I wake up
comin’)
So fuck that man where are the keys
Wild pigs tryna spread that fatal disease
(I’m runnin’)
So tell me when have you heard a black cop
Mistakenly
numbed this pain
Spent too much time in the sky like cranes
Only see pups if I get on a plane
At first it was strange but I never complained
Hear no, see
restraint
Where are you now
Behind the lock and key
Nobody can see me
No idea of the time
Why is this sentence mine
I don't think I'm acting strange don't
sticky from a melted cone
Insane n sane, the best of both
No name lookin' strange in fettered clothes
Can never say how the weather goes
Maybe ill change
came the answer, commercial was the key
To get airplay and a spot on TV
Like Ed Lover and Doctor Dre from Yo, MTV Raps
A show, mainly for the black
[Ras Kass]
I was lyrically Hip Hop's top 5, before two of my niggas died
Syntax a deep impact Bruce Willis couldn't survive
A strange death, since
shut the fuck up black bitch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin me by my motherfuckin hair! Let
go of my motherfuckin hair!
Hey just step the fuck
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
strange times we're living
Our weary hearts somehow picking up speed
Strewn to the ends of the earth by uncertainty
Such strange times to live in
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