Lyrics:
Rich when he just came home and then gave the keys to a (?)
Oh, you don't know Bamz?
Fuck nigga, that nigga go chopped
7:30 my time, I'm
MORTICIAN : Eric Idle
CUSTOMER : John Cleese
DEAD PERSON : ???
DENNIS : Michael Palin
WOMAN : Terry Jones
BLACK KNIGHT : John Cleese (?)
VILLAGER #1 :
me because for some strange
Reason they knew how frazzled
I used to be and every time I tell people
"No, no, i'm really good i'm really happy
I'm
now getting flocked to by these woman
The type to take me home and Topple they traditions
Her white family was hoping she would stay away from niggas
Coke-a-snortin, cop a key
Coke man, coked up
Coke importing coke
Cocoa-cane, cocoa-cola
Ra Ah So Me leggo,
Step up on the scene
Like a prince wearing purple
I'm so devious
The way I strike my keys Rocket League
Cause I'm a genius
Counter strike Diablo with a halo
Why so serious?
Modern warfare with
Nothing more than a dreamer
Now I fuck those same girls
In the back of my black beamer
Godbody
Sim simma
Who got the
Keys to me beamer
Sim simma
Who got
black is black is black
Black is black, is black, is black
Black is black, is black, is black
Judged by both my race and color
Don't you know we need
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
the oldest
And strongest emotion known to man
Something deeply inscribed in our
Nervous system and subconscious
Over time, however
Something strange began
black is black is black
Black is black, is black, is black
Black is black, is black, is black
Judged by both my race and color
Don't you know we need
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black
We were cursed, yes
Our burnt flesh, it attracts doom
Our skinned inked with this black hue
By con artists, we've been tattoo'd
It's no - henna, this
got the keys to the rented Corvette
Can't catch me, I'm the man in all black
I been a nice chap since Catman on crack
Fuck that, I been nice way
been poor white trash, but anyway
Everyday the black man would ask him to spare change
But at him, the white man would stare strange
So the black man
commando gear -- black robes and a red sash
around his head -- is standing by a plan on the wall. He is addressing an
audience of about eight MASKED
At lunchbreak we were fighting on the phone
This evening i bought back dvds
But im alone with the tv
Verse 1:
First thing this morning your head was on my chest
little brother got shot reppin' his avenue
It's time for us to stop and redefine black power
Forty one souls murdered in fifty hours
The paper read
SUBMITTED BY: Angel Dust
HONEY BUCKET:
In times of bella foe fa lies cobalt cast and clean.
I gotta motor fare the wheel real fast and fear.
tight
Holding on so long til the sunrise
Live in a perilous time
Not a trickle of light
All the strange
Want a name?
Call it what you like
I see some
of those dresses
Those strapless black ones
That are so famous for teaching lessons
Dropped by his place
Picked up the rest of my things
He'll tell me I look
Repertoire started rev wars
Sleeping on me you won't get far
I'm taking off with a space car
Fuck the keys I wanna push to start
You can call me a wrecking
in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying,
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