Search results for 'act nice gentle by the black keys' Page #13

Post up in the trap all by lonesome with more milly's
All these niggas talking with no sense they need more 50s
Turning 16 getting big so don't act

Want to sit by the ocean
With a bad bitch on me throating
I don't take these ho's serious
I took that bitch and roller coasted her
I want my crib nice

Programmed like a NPC
Took a flight out to the NYC
Dressed in all black Im MIB
Witnesses should MYB
Voice drowning out by the public
Sneaky ass nigga and he

tell by the way you act
That you wanted some more 
It’s in the things I do 
That drive you wild I know 
No we don’t have to do it like that 
Now you

a spokesperson for a generation
Within the same old fear of a Black planet
Twenty years of blood, sweat
No tears for fanatics
So damn it, if times is hard, time is

Misaligned keys goin up n up n down
Goin' up n up n down, up n up n down
Puttin' ya at ease, soundin' like a nice breeze
On a loop! A chill 68

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

want to change
Just keep it up
Explore around
You're still in the playground

The memory of the sunset
That nice evening by the sea
The colours

black man rude
Ma west ting still low-key love hat me when I slide on through
Got a lil ting from Berlin she got a twin that's DeJa Vu
Maria she like

blood 
It resembles, no love, no hugs 
Man she died so gentle 
Black girl kid napped 
Snatch by a trafficker 
Somebody coming after her 
Somebody knew it

by silently
Waiting nice and quietly
For the protests to end so you can whisper "finally"
And get back to your "nice" family
Ignore the single black

Me and honeydip see eye to eye
And if I see bull, she'll walk on by
But that's not the style of the black child
Broke from the shine, I get it go

Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete

baby maybe take a chance and throw the dice
So here's to you. You don't have to want me but you can still act nice
So here's to you, There's plenty more

you give a fuck about, nigga?
I don't give a fuck about, hmm
Shit, ayy

Nice chain, red Balmains (ay)
Chain swang, like Pretty Things (yuh)
Kick

you reminisce call that your past life
I don’t take orders if you ask nice
You better think first and act twice (oh)
Wanna hold me back
Wanna stay in

the walls now it’s scarier
Just us you & me no need to fuss with the barriers
Usually erected for protection of the mental 
How gentle we be caressing

who seeking that reprieve and their peace
And my belief goes way deeper then my melanin
I know that all black lives matter, stop the comparisons
I also

Bring Them All / Holy Grime

Wiley

Godfather

2017

to fly by on my black Yamaha, that's winging
Some man do the crime and talk but that's singing
Not many man have been in the wars that I've been in
I

overthink and suffocate by stress
Its the same clothes everywhere you go dressed in all black
I cant even recognise the person I'm seeing right now I think I

off somethin' suitable

Brought you a key of crack quicker than you bring me back
(Can you)
There are some things recoupable
Gonna smooch your black

Twin Hype Back

Prince Paul

Run the Jewels

and act right
I'm fat but I dress nice and bitches finesse Mike
They suck the dick and squeeze on my belly like bagpipes

I slap and I suck clits, I

Oxymoron black israelite
Never gentle with a gentile is real lite
I’m that doctor with the pills nigga i kill Mike's
I know you know what I mean nigga I’m

you
Oh I'm just passing by your hood, I didn't come to see you
My skin is caramel the tone is closer to gold
Black version of Dracula, I got to stay me