Lyrics:
Still council estate to a mill
Aggidy baggidy say oogady boogady
When I'm on stage people lean back
Bass and clap
To your face like a bat
If you been
CENTURY (prod. AudioEscobar) - Figuero Jones & Black Napoleon feat. Elijah Yo
Intro - Figuero Jones
I abide by a specific energy
these spirits take
indeed
Gotta know you're ver-ily respected, by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, but no drive
You get your own 2002, she through ridin'
Keep yo' ass
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
of your lives have led you up to this
Driven, if not by fame, then avarice
Thaumas in rage, salacious
Thirsty for blood berates us
Darkness surrounds with
And during Y2K, I had a bootleg DVD watchin' Friday (yay yay)
So what I'm tryna tell ya, "Pump yo brakes, respect your elders"
Baby-baby
I'm comin'
dvd's
And I wondered if you felt the same
Just say the word, I'll be on my way
I'm just a few, few blocks away
I just want to see your pretty face
[01:05.239]Cause I gotta stay low key, low key
[01:11.906]Ed Hart tee, bangs dyed hair, straight black
[01:15.401]I drive the side streets to advoid getting side
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
Yeah, history in the making
Part two, it's so crazy right now
I look and stare so deep in your eyes
I touch on you more and more every time
When you
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
ammo, uh
Black like the key on the piano
White like the key on the piano
Fascinated by the pyramids
Masquerading as the infamous
Reminisce
to the black and the white
And, endless indulgence to the youth in the night
Cold scripture, we're all used to me causing a ruck
Drowning women and many
Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York
I was
key low
I give it to am all night long
Sweet sweet girl rise my temperature
Whine for me girl black monalisa
Body so curvy like Africa
Your
very eyes
And you could not know
What its like when your whole world is black
When everything you see and touch
Turns so very very black hmm
Oh baby now
over
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ah, bend over, bend over
Indeed, I am
Flossy like gangsta shit
I got pounds of weed and keys
Sittin' on G's
Catch
And you could not know
What its like when your whole world is black
When everything you see and touch
Turns so very very black hmm
Oh baby now
I
When it comes to pullin' gums I might do it
But put your guard up Black
And Ima run right through it
Don't sleep on the size
Thinkin' I'm easy
feel like Screech
I'm saved by the bell
I feel like LL before the ladies love James
My uncle told me that this pimp shit a cold game
Use your codename
-If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
-But we independent, black owned and making scrilla
-We a threat to society
-They ban our
Biggie's Talking intro
Repeat 6x
Mafioso
Little Ceas:
How you figure that your team can affect my cream
Gold and platinum. Black since I
Oski, Gold Rollie low key
I ain't got a grind I spend
The shit I made in '03
Whole key, half a, feeling like a hammer song
Too legit to quit can't
Touch
off somethin' suitable
Brought you a key of crack quicker than you bring me back
(Can you)
There are some things recoupable
Gonna smooch your black
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