Lyrics:
that black box, laid out flat
[Verse 5: Jody Breeze]
Look I slang in my white but I bang in my black tee
Gucci on the front, Jody Breeze on the back
Here is my
Small black box
Filled with hurt
Sent by you
Here is my
Small black book
Filled with lies
Told by you
Here is my
Small black house
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
the box, reach for it through the threshold
Uh, through all of the stress though
What's best of all, people screaming like a festival
Just applaud, this
The street lamps, cars, chain-links, and concrete
A window then grows, captures the eye
And cries out yellow light as it passes it by
A small black figure
it was self defense
Nigga feelin' hopeless
Starin' at the idiom box, riddle me this
If a killer was a nigga would niggas still really care
Cause niggas
地球樂與怒
主唱: 梁安琪 (Rock Angel) featuring Black Box
作曲: 張佳添
作詞: 黃思恩
編曲: 張佳添 & BC
監製: 張佳添
OP: Culture Club Limited & Ideology Productions
SP:
Coolin' with D-nice and Box, my man (what?!)
M.r., my number one fan (what?!)
Small Paul, mike lou, native new yorkers
Chase a.k.a. kenny, and chuckie
box,
At the bottom is a diamond ring. (yes)
I love you, could you, hold me tight,
Like we're pretending it ain't about black or white.
Young man
and concrete
A window then grows and captures the eye
It cries out yellow light as it passes it by
A small black figure sits in front of a box
Inside a box
I can admit that it did look like yours
Why you resent every making of this?
Tell me your purpose is petty again
But even a small lighter can burn
three times
And be born again
In a little box
With a golden key
And a flying fish
Will set me free
Soon this space will be too small
All my veins
we can cuddle some
I don't need no glove box, my baby here she'll hold the gun
She'll up that shit, you better run
I ain't got no wax up on my wings,
the microphone is in my clutch
I get props, I get stopped by the cops
That's how it is hops, when my tape's in a box
I've been through crews like a ho
And took em
cribs
Liberace jewel box, go ox
Ostrich leather shoes, the egyptian socks
Tailor made shoes built like a brick house
Six foot nine, son
The guard had
He fills the flower vases, trims the candle bases, takes small change from the poor box.
Tyler has the key.
He takes nail and hammer to tack up
sleeve in a flick
I can admit that it did look like yours
Why you resent every making of this?
Tell me your purpose is petty again
But even a small
NIGHT
BLACK SON
BLACK BERRY
BLACK LINES IN WITH BOOK
COOK HOOK TOOK PUSH
RUSH KRRE FOR DREE
BY BROKEN MIND
SMALL THINGS
SMALL THINGS
WINGS SWINGS
GOD
screw-up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin' blew up
Choppin' rocks overnight
The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank
screw-up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin' blew up
Choppin' rocks overnight
The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank
god-like?
Y'all factitious
Beat the box, trapped in the box, think out the box
No boundaries
Mainstream is toxic, cannot detox, from small talks
Black Box, voices rescued from the deep, Deep thoughts, painful secrets that I keep
And his deep scars, from the crash into the deep, But there's
his mouth with it
Big Small World, Norfclk is the gang, extended clip in the jeans
Put em in a box like Bisquick
I'm a Laker wit clips, get em in
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