Lyrics:
highway, turn up that dirt road.
It's over three days since I left Houston.
Ole Black's my truck's name.
She's held together by BF Good tires and bailing
In the calling out to one another
Of the lovers up and down the strand
In the sound of the waves and the cries
Of the seagulls circling the sand
and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?
Lillie Belle, your hair is golden brown
I've seen your black man coming 'round
Swear by God I'm gonna cut him
Once a lonely caterpillar sat and cried,
To a sympathetic beetle by his side.
"I've got nobody to hug,
I'm such an ugly bug."
Then a spider
You got a voice, you got a choice
Go make some noise
Don't ever let 'em tell you who you are
Raise 'em up
Fist black and blue, fight for the truth
Its
Now your crosses are burnin' fast
Southern man
Lily Belle, your hair is golden brown
I've seen your black man comin' 'round
Swear by God I'm gonna
comin' down
All black coupe (hol' up, yeah)
Now I want you (hol' up, yeah)
Now I want you (hol' up, yeah)
What you wanna do? (Hol' up, yeah)
Take
to sit there and light up the hillside, sun-fried, black-eyed Sue
Lazy Susan, lazy through, all the hills in love with you
Courted and cradled by
Bein' six years old I had seen some trains before
So it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for
Things're big and black and smokin' steam
you. You got to walk it by yourself.
If ever I could have thought this man in black was soft and had any yellow up his back, I gave that notion up
stroll
And not even one cave bitch in our click
Sayin' fuck Professor Fitz
I come from the land of the Bloods and the Crips (What's up nigga)
Here's a prayer for the body buried by the interstate
Murder of a soldier, a tree in a forest up in flames
Black valley, peace beneath the city
the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine
La, de, da, da, da, da, da, da
La, de, da, da,
Baby, I'm back by popular demand
Bitch, I'm back by popular demand
I did not come to play with you hoes
I came to slay, bitch
Y'all haters
I'll stop wearing black when they make a darker color
Woke up on the wrong side of the paradise
So when I say I'm sorry I'm late I wasn't showing up
and every day now
Never meaning what they say now never saying what they mean
And they while away the hours in their ivory towers
Till they're covered up
make sense
But it is what it is
You know, he grew up, her callin' him a nigger
The kids at school callin' him a cracker
Identifying as black, looking
I was standing by my window,
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away
Will the circle be
at the blood in my piss
Cold as my heart, tend to get better at this
By the time when I wasn't
Just cold from the start
Grabbin' the K with intentions, you bust
To be young, gifted and black
Oh what a lovely precious dream
To be young, gifted and black
Open your heart to what I mean
In the whole world
Yeah
Yeah
Check this out: now I'm black
But black people trip
'Cause white people like me
White people like me
But don't like them
What's
I don't want to be either
I wanna be next to you
Black and gold
Black and gold
Black and gold
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I looked up into
killin' me
Like some big, black widow spider
You know just how to catch your prey
And I'm actin' like it doesn't matter
And you sneak up from behind
scares us is I think we hear violence
What is he saying that you have a problem with?
And why is it when a black man stands up to speak for his people
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