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the newest and blessed by Tech
Clergy of crazed, worthy of praise
Like Anubis and Wepwawet
Dismissed what I play to thee
A Damu could must a wrong should

on the barbershop doors
Entourage, security galore
When was the last time
You rolled by yourself, superstar?
Got so much love, I shot Cupid in the heart
I'm awakened

spine
And as Our hips align, lips unite in a suspension of Time
Until We're blended
Cinched in a synchronous bind of heightened senses
Lifted: Ascension

should go home

And bump this in the night time
When you're all alone
Curse like ink inside you
Wherever you go
Toxins on your lips drip off
When you kiss

from me to you
 
I don't know if you know pull that chair by the stove
Whip that blue magic out press the comb let it burn
Take time out with your girl

can watch a movie shit, we can just sit and chill
Got a playlist that'll make you oh so anxious
Lips on lips, heart is racing
Body to body, you and me

a coal field
They wanna put my blood
In their black lips
It's their way to show me
To show me some love

A bullet flies over my head
This time i survived

I wish I was Jenry
In a wide body
We got FNs we got drakes you could die by it
You aint talking you aint playing round with my shawty
Yea drive bys

the young black and famous Rich like Matty
With the power and the knowledge at our fingertips
With a style make the ladies wanna lick they lips, shake they

guys
Disguised as pro-Black
There is no slack, far heart for college grad
In a fitted hat and a hunchback
Standin' by the clearance coat rack
In

and lips, fingertips and hips (woo)

Bad little thing hangin at the ocean

'Malibu' style, Pacific coastin

Waitin on the pimpin to sail in

And them gang

listening, it came to me, I was surrounded by red, red lips of times before. The liquor's burning hiss, two pages entangled how beautiful they are, immense

Once upon a time, there was a little black girl
In the Brewster Projects of Detroit, Michigan
At fifteen, she was spotted by an Ebony Fashion Fair

me

Hot hands on your hips
And work it baby please
One kiss on the lips
It's summer by the sea
By the sea, by the sea, by the sea
Mr. Frisky

Bop bop,

days
I steered by the stars
Aimed for the moon
Wound up in the bars
There was a room
I papered with prayers
Scattered with flowers
While somebody else

in me

The stars are burning like your lips
Swinging like your hips
On time
Defeating gravity until
You wave your hand at me
And leave

Rising

in me

The stars are burning like your lips
Swinging like your hips
On time
Defeating gravity until
You wave your hand at me
And leave

Rising

Look
See Im faced with a problem
Fall in love too fast
Shit I gotta keep my walls up
Ass so fat
Lips smooth when you talk
Soft pain in your voice

(Sarcastically tender)
She touched my lips but her fingertips tasted like tears By the time she was already gone I was already here It's not even midnight
I'm

best
Certified, ig, where my fucking check
She clutch her pearls every single time I'm walking by
In this spooky world you worried ‘bout lil' I
White

sore
Bitch I'm immortal, got time for a hoe, but that do not mean I wan deal with a hoe
Kickback hit his chin now it mf broke
And if you want smoke nigga

star living like a rap star
I ain't wasting time tryna act hard
Black rims sitting on my black car
How I turn my album budget to a Black card
Streaming

the shame from the wound in the full moon 
Just a moth in a magnet of the black light star
Lost in love, parked in the car
Legs so long, lips like tar
Singing

(The price)
City Center, National Bank by the teller (The racks)
My bitch brown chocolate, Nutella (bhad)
I'm smoking to my fucking lip black (Lip black