Lyrics:
love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love
My love
I love the way you're standing
Lips look so sweet, like cotton candy (my
make em up
Only time we Black and Yellow when
The caution tape is up
Ha, that record dead, Memory of
Spitting that crack this really is drugs
It's hate
black bed.
Burmese fashion.
Waiting...
The darkness licks the moon
Your show has ended and my body instinctively waits
to be satisfied before giving in
'cause I'm not that mean
Drink a lot of juice so my inside is clean
Do unto others like they do to us
Stay out of the grip of "in God we trust"
Work by
Cell by cell and frame by frame
Names, dates, it's all immaterial:
We big dicks sick rhyme killer like cereal
I burn like venereal
Spit that imperial
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
time to slow it down
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
Loves
time to slow it down
October 21st, Lavelle came to the world
Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl
Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay
Loves
Like people beating back the Black & Tans
And the Easter Sunday when it all began
St. Paddy drove the snakes from Ireland
But they ended up as the jakes
worth the time
You ain't even worth a penny
I know I st-studder
You can call me Porky Piggy
Soon I leave her crib
Got her texting that she miss me
Want
Heartbeat
Heard it in my heartbeat
Pounding in my head in the blue-black night
Heartbeat
Hypnotize me
Stuck just like a song in my head
Before
[verse 1]
Full blown
Rap rock and roll
Whatever happened to solid gold?
Ain't like it can't and won't get sold
Sold by the same cats
Stole yo soul
to the median, park it halfway between the streets
So passing by vehicles can crash into it! Ha!
Back to Bad Behaving as I'm back on the beat!
The neighborhood
in my abdomen
Camouflage fatigues, and daishikis
Somewhere in between N.W.A. and P.E.
I'm black like Steve Biko
Raised in the ghetto by the people
Fuck
the limit and Just Be Gr8
Every time I hit the road momma tell me be safe
Strap my seatbelt do the limit and Just Be Gr8
How we lose Black Mamba and Black
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
knowing that
But my heart so cold I'm closed
So I'm holding backkkk
2 pe**s got me acting like I'm Kodak black
Fu**k all the nonsense I wanna go and stack
to inaugurate
My PE conglomerates bout to p-e-e on any wanna b-e, weak MC
Air 'em out or leave 'em empty congratulate the semi-auto
Fire flame spitter like
ass
Ass ass ass ass ass
Stop! Now make that motherfucker hammer time like'
Woah, white girls, black girls, tall girls, fat girls
Shake that ass
ass
Ass ass ass ass ass
Stop! Now make that motherfucker hammer time like'
Woah, white girls, black girls, tall girls, fat girls
Shake that ass
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
that while rollin in a ride at the same time
Listen to the bassline
By T.C.
And my nigga named Black see
Poem like d-o-p-e
Sayin fresh rhymes for the RBL
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
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