Lyrics:
the wheel
Real fashion feel
Tri-Jack it, black it for more
Handcuffs with special keys
Triple locked and been down defiled
It's a V. S. I.
Throw
the ocean-side, I moan and weep
For satisfied I ne'er can be
I write her a letter, just a few short lines
And suffer death a thousand times
For black is the colour
and underground. Yes the black buzzards smile. Oh yes, the gates moan. Calling for me to rescue. They all weep into my bones. Summer dress. Handsome smile. Lovers
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
History, black history
No president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets try to flip some keys
So a nigga wont go broke
Then they put us in jail
here cooking in the Blakery
Fucked your girl so good that when she moans I have a change in keys
Nothing's ever stopping me, feel like I'm the best to be
I can sing a song sung by sons that never won
Hmm a hearts thump
Dont know how to win
Im the unlucky kid
Stoned and dont make since
Boned to feel
" because you're curious
Of the rap style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, but my brothers stay mutual
[parrish smith]
While I'm
twice, you must be dreamin
Cause as you moan and groan, from the mouth you foam
Sayin deep down inside, I shoulda left P alone
Cause it's a fact, black
moan
Never search
Never find
Never know
News of the world
News of the world
Each morning our key to the world comes through the door
More than
moan
Never search
Never find
Never know
News of the world
News of the world
Each morning our key to the world comes through the door
More than
hangin by ur self so I know ur leavin solo
Talkin about u see me at the club every weekend talkin about u know me from back in the days u must be tweakin
face fuckin wakes me
I remember them days
When I was surrounded by equals
I remember them days
When I was surrounded by egos
Lookin straight at a needle
and then I break 'em off?
Then I'm takin' off, y'all know me, Low key, stogie
Brim tilt, shirt silk, screw milk, got Water
Well, you oughta, you heard me?
the light in between those black and white keys
And then the dust it comes up, the dust it comes up
The dust it comes up, the dust it comes up
The dust it
a little friend
A shadow in your head
You’ve got a black room in your mind
And you threw away the key
Running down but you don’t take too many steps
Try
kiss they make me moan with a lisp
I mean like high key, like high C, why me?
I'm the alien guy with the high cheeks
The only second language that I
While he walks by the rambling river stream
Sun drew itself over the hills yonder
Touring countryside nourishes once self-esteem
Only lucky men have
around being blinded by dummies
Spotify wrapping the fakes like some mummies
I'm being real and still where is my money at?
looking at kids that don't have
trained to aim so
Pierce right through
You attack the throne, the seed is sewn, let it be known
Destruction awaits
Add a moan, as facts are thrown, if you
We'll go out in a fire ball 'fore we flicker out
I adore you, hi I'd like to know you
I could never try hiding my desire for you
I was kinda sliding by, I
got me Hypnotized by her curvy thighs
She turned around
I got her memorized
The way she move her body she a freak No lies
Birkin bag make her boujee
Hey
Discuss these the moan by the black keys Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In