Lyrics:
Samuel L tell that bitch to be
Bitch to be she want that dick to be
[ Samuel L Jackson ]
Aye
Truly unruly this fucking black mullie
Italy my bitch
Good Lord, good Lord, send me an Angel down
""Can't spare you no angel but I'll sure send you a teasin' brown""
That new way of lovin', mama it must
Black nation, Black builder, Black entrepreneur
You in the presence of Black excellence and I'm on the board, Lord
Black man, Black man, Black man
of the Maroons, Marcus Garvey
Samuel Sharpe and Paul Bogle
These are only couple of names that helped us grow
A we run tinge
Tingz nah run we
Black Gold Green
and have a hard day
Then jump from first Samuel to Second Samuel
To first Kings to second Kings then Start singing Psalms
Y'all all lay black date
Ba I'm
that you wishing I was
Just draped and dripping in blood
Instead I'm in black again
Blacking on tracks again (Oh)
Price tag on my head (Aye)
Nice bag
Damn, another funeral, another motherfucker
Lord knows (ooh)
Lord knows (aah)
Lord knows
I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn't
kira mabghakch
Gogo rah buteur ki samuel etoo
Aslan kayn gogo wa7d f rbat
Ntaya la nsiti ntoma la nsito
Seven kira wa7d kayn f rbat
Ki samuel etoo
Andir
Got all the Christians screaming "Oh, hail Lord!"
I'm parting Lopunny's legs like the Red Sea
I'm Moses, not Michael Jackson
Hee hee!
Fuck you Samuel
women sees
Black love's all the black women needs
Oh Lord, you don't know all the tears I've cried (whoa-oh)
(If you've seen them things I've seen,
praying to the lord
First Samuel David drew his sword
Tell me who life matter more than yours
And we will not take it no more
I’m clearing out all them
me
Praying to the lord that don't nothing happen to me
It's hands up don't shoot! I'm down on my knees
Begging for my life I hope the reaper let me
me
Praying to the lord that don't nothing happen to me
It's hands up don't shoot! I'm down on my knees
Begging for my life I hope the reaper let me
Please my people dying
Please my people dying
Lord Please my people dying
Won’t you please come save us all
Take a look where we are
X2
(Verse1)
right arm off]
ARTHUR: Victory is mine!
[kneeling]
We thank thee Lord, that in thy merc-
[Black Knight kicks Arthur in the head while he is praying]
Lookin' for a seer and that Lord ain't Gonna stop it
He lost Two donkeys, then Samuel came down
Right along the way, the king, he said he had found Him
From a hundred black Bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (Oh, Lord!)
I need a hundred
a black hole leaves no control over thought
I leave my body to see the pits
Go high when the physical takes control
No communications with the inner self
From a hundred black Bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (Oh, Lord!)
I need a hundred
, black, blue, blue, blue, blue
Rumpus room, Krampus room
Electric black, black, black, blue, blue
Goodness Gracious versus Gorgon
Samuel Little versus
from the cops and never look back
If they could be black, then nigga switch
Open fire on them busta ass bitches and Lord knows
(Lord knows, Lord
Activ8 Activ8 Activ8
Activist on activis
Ayy
Activ8 Activ8 Activ8
Young Samuel okwaraji
I'm balling till I pass away
Legends only die on a Saturday
from the cops and never look back
If they could be black, then nigga switch
Open fire on them busta ass bitches and Lord knows
(Lord knows, Lord
could've been broke in a Honda Accord
Now I don't rock it if it don't say Tom Ford
Black tuxedo on with some concords, screaming out
Glory to the Lord, glory
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