Lyrics:
right
I'm black, blacker than a trillion midnights
"Don't Believe The Hype" was said in '88 by the great Chuck D
Now they're tryin' to fuck me
is the new love nigga don't be blind by it
Easy to use me but I see it's hard for you to love
Say you'll slide I see why you never showed up
Don't get
Guarded by serpentine armor
Before her I present myself kneeling
If this is the afterlife that awaits me
Then I would go with her to it
Warrior woman,
delayed
But then this gift of time arrives and all the plans can be remade
The three day weekend lies before me, pregnant, full of promise
I really don't
Let me start by saying sorry
I know I don't tell you how I feel
It takes enough to say I want you but that's not what you need
I care about you
But
and take a dive
1,2,3,4,5
Take a step into the light, yeah
1,2,3,4,5
I'm here right by your side
1,2,3,4,5
I can make u feel alive uhhh
Oooh, baby, my baby,
gone spill over his brain
I wish a muthafucka would, sit down down wit the nine cause shit in the back
I wish a muthafucka would, bump me again I'm gone
Heartache number three was when you called me
And said that you were comin' back to stay
hmm with hopeful heart I've waited for your knock on the door
I've
back and never meant to stay
Now I've got heartaches by the number troubles by the score
Every day you love me less each day I love you more
Yes
to tear all of y’all apart
Some of this pride is a lie you can tell by my self inflicted scars
Please don’t give me that bullshit you know damn well who
How can I break down these walls of lies that have come to surround me
I cannot seem to get past the fear that has silently bound me
Outwardly living
Ballin for no reason
Nothing like the last time
She don't know nothing about the fast life
Still been feeling let down
Cut me til I'm bleeding
Take me
obscurity now
Look at all I endowed
I used to be small talks of a town
The glory I found
They told me it was all in the south
To water it down
The thorns in
Down my door at 2 am
Got me slippin' off my bed
What is wrong? Are you sad?
You needed me real bad
Got a text: "Where you at?
I'll be there in thirty
Ight bet good luck with the song man, see you
I thought I'd wasted all my chances
But I guess you really never gave me one
You really stole my heart
letting me through
Whenever the fuck I ever wanted too, so now I'm breaking down the doors
This is all out war, I may be another dead man walking too
So
to break down the doors
That were opening
I'm just wondering
Your haircut won't change you
Pretty face won't make you interesting
You can't even sing
up a blunt and lets make it clouded
I know she's down for whatever goes down
So we're grabbing our bud off the kitchen counter
She told me she doesn't
up a blunt and lets make it klouded
I know she’s down for whatever goes down
So we grab another blunt off the kitchen counter
She told me she doesn’t
Heartache number three was when you called me
And told me you was coming to stay
With hoping heart I waited for your knock on the door
I waited but you
became with this level of fame
My soul is possessed by this devil
My new name is
Rain Man
You find me offensive, I find you offensive
Shit, this is
windows, doors
Elevators move by hydraulic power (power)
Pistons in and out steaming up your shower (windows)
Slowly climb up to another floor
Up and up, til
the room
All this fuckin money
You gone need a broom
Yup yup we be on one
Yo hoe wanna leave
With me she must know some
Drop it down to
The flow get low for
this money you
Gone need a broom
Yup yup we be on one
Yo wanna leave with me
She must know some
Drop it down to the flow get low for me
Jack boys don't
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