Lyrics:
of painting in black and white
My pen is dry and I'm all uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
I'm sick of painting in black and white
this ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like
Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some
of painting in black and white
My pen is dry and I'm all uptight
So sick of limiting myself
To fit your definition
I'm sick of painting in black and white
body is my temple, my heart is one too
The only thing that still fits me is this black bathing suit
You don't know me any better than they do, baby
My
ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh
Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some
ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh
Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some
fit
There's no charge for changing it
Oooh ooh
What are you doing
You see right through him
You don't have to take it when he gets cruel
White
niggas!
As high as Wu-Tang get
Allah allow us pop this shit
Just like black shoe fit
If you can't wear it, well don't fuck with it!
Yo, too many
Check it out
Is it wrong or right?
Is this the news of the world?
It's just a pretty girl
She's all the news that's fit to print in
Black
ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh
Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some
on outside no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these streets that we done took
You walkin' witcha head down scared to look
funny
'Cause you're by yourself
And ah, I'm not your Cinderella
Gotta get another fella
Gotta get a man that understands
You're just
ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh
Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some
Staring back in time
The two of us intertwined
And your black boots
Walking fast next to mine
We were chasing the thunder inside the storm
on outside no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
From these streets that we done took
You walkin' witcha head down scared to look
tryin' to maintain
With a little Mary Jane on the campaign
Whip by you in the fast lane
Only act like this 'cause of black pain
Fuck your cancel
I tried to paint you a picture
The colors were all wrong
Black and white didn't fit you
And all along
You were shaded with patience
Your strokes
Check it out, is it wrong or right
Well, is this the news of the world
It's just a pretty girl
She's all the news that's fit to print
In black and white
I tried to paint you a picture
The colors were all wrong
Black and white didn't fit you
And all along
You were shaded with patience
Your strokes
I tried to paint you a picture
The colors were all wrong
Black and white didn't fit you
And all along
You were shaded with patience
Your strokes
I took my life and just hid it, cause I thought that I wouldn't fit in
They used to treat me like I'm nobody, in my home now I am somebody
I speak
enjoyin the smell
In the Bridge gettin down it ain't hard to tell
You better realize
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only
ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh...
Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some
lightly, and watch who you're lovin'
By mother the mountain
I swear that it's true
Love not a woman with hair black as midnight
And her dress made
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