Lyrics:
block Trevor killed Patrick
Booglada put Crash in the casket
Yoshi fruit ate the eggs in his basket
Ice shower sub freeze
Getaway's Black Mondy
Donkey
talking out
They ass at times
Be on the grind in the parks
And in the ave for mines
At the bottom, in a bucket full of crabs
Y’all in-the-way niggas still
were black they didn't want to except us
But it's ok, I got my own plan
'Cause yo, I ain't down wit your program
The natives cook, wash
on me time for all that cash we wasted
Books and housing fees
I'm feeling old at twenty three
I'm weirded out by young ass hoes
They never seen a dvd
My
the Benzy
I can feel a breeze through the
Leaves when D's passin' me by
You can breathe you can bleed but please
Wrap me a nine on Black Christmas
I need
friend, I'm going down
With empty bottles on the table
Black roses on the ground
Ground bottle six with the permanent bliss
Razor sharp glass lips, give me
time
All black, khaki jumper, actin' a donkey
At the same damn time
Got these bitches poppin' monkey
Metro Zoo in here, with my crew in here
With all
Black is the colour of my true love's hair
Her lips are like roses fair
She has the sweetest smile and the softest hands
I love the ground on which
on him twice
Spit Skoal on the feller in the second row
Well he turned around and nearly broke my nose
I got a big fat lip, two black eyes
Shoulda just
Hold me close
Taught never brag never boast
Lips sealed hold the boats
Compose quotes opposed to the comatose
The phonics is Powernomics
Til the day
Ya anti-black, don't care about injustice
By, the lack of action
We were brought here in a faction
No compassion, no you can't imagine
Stripped from ya
and his bugs freeze the sea
Try to save the world by immolating myself
From history
The flood of counterfeits released
The black cloud
The resurrection
I got on that train
Thinking we'd be more than friends
But instead I got messed up
And let myself down again
Cause I was late when you came by
And I
this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?
By suckin' their
down
I always walk tall
Got my sisters by my side
Every time I fall
I never thought I’d win
Didn’t know where to begin
But I’m shooting for three points
it's true, let's get lost in this love Trip
And act a fool, touch lips, whilst I Take a glance
To this perfect view, been here a Couple times so I try
on the asphalt
Finally I recognize the face of my hibachi dealer
Who takes off his prosthetic lips and tells me
Everything you know is wrong
Black is
on the floor
But baby I gotta get through
Crumb by crumb in this big black forest
Maybe in you I'll believe
Maybe I'll believe in you
Suddenly I'm not
I crashed the Jag
She brought the Yukon 2000 black
Through a screen and a DVD
Twenites on the truck that'll piss you off
In return I sent her
to give up
I'm in a time loop
An aging haze
My hairs getting looser and looser by the day
I didn't even know know know know know
I'm waiting on the answers
star dinners
Writing raps up in the linen
"Time kills," no kidding
Tryna save more than I'm spendin'
Fuck
Momma, I just wanna get some gold teeth
Maybe
Fendi had 'em running em track
Niggas might see me but I do not lack, hop out that V nigga gon get packed
We on a drill masked up, all black, BT, two
Committed many murders, obituary is laminated,
Saved them all on DVD, only kill if the camera facin',
In my direction, I chop the heads then i stop for
rent in Brunswick
Black clouds over Shenzhen by Western decree
We blame the Middle Kingdom for a carbon footprint we
Fitted the shoe for back in nineteen
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