Lyrics:
of the fair
To turn her into a tattoo
That will whisper
Into the back of Johnny's black hair
And now Johnny the King walks these streets without her in
bang! I, I dress to kill
Bang! bang! bang! I, I aim to thrill
Black eyes black lips
Black dye black hair
Black soul black blue, yeah
I'm dressed to kill
Last night I went down to the railroad tracks
To watch that train roll by
99 cars screaming into the dark
I heard the lonesome whistle cry
With
[Mac]
No Limit black sheep played the back seat for months
Stayed away from the Tanqueray bitches and blunts
Still Mac nigga ain't nothin'
You got those black and white hypnosis lips
I'm so quick to believe you
Woah
Instantly
Had me in the backseat of my brain
On a road leading
[Mac]
No Limit black sheep played the back seat for months
Stayed away from the Tanqueray bitches and blunts
Still Mac nigga ain't nothin'
of the blackstar
Stare into the black hole, what do you see?
Is there an image of what you want to be?
Can he change the world with the words on his lips?
With eyes
gone to sleep in the
Passing lane
Like a shot in the vein.
There's a black dog hanging by a string
In the flutter of a thousand paper wings.
You
Unsaved number
Satisfy my hunger
Your jet black lover
Jet black lover
Bitter cigarettes on your lips
Don't care, we been feening for this
Of the poisons,
Jjj-Jahlil Beats, holla at me
Grand Hustle nigga, money
You know me I'm so fly
Be looking like money everytime I ride by
Got them benjies in my
before (Like never before)
Whoa oh ah! listen up!
[Verse 1:]
Don't you matter what people might say black woman your my everything
(My everything)
I
I knew the first time should've been the last time
I ever let the whiskey touch my lips
'Cause the devil wears black and he goes by Jack
And he's
Day by day by day by day by day
The black is trapped by the larger green
Absorbed into its own bloodstream
The yellow begins to lick its lips with glee
of my lips
Thick black ropes holding me in place
Jaw dislodged by the grinding of your hips
I'm happy suffocating when you're riding my face
These roles
of my lips
Thick black ropes holding me in place
Jaw dislodged by the grinding of your hips
I'm happy suffocating when you're riding my face
These roles
ain't right!
Bitch I'll do you somethin, I ain't wrapped tight!
I roll with bullets like (?) and killas like Versey
Managed by TC and paid by
away
Skittering like a cat on a stone
High heels clicking what a wary little stray
She leaves him by the seine alone
With black water and amber
This is more beautiful than pleasure I read.
One by one they fall, taking the last year with them.
Away from me.
Candy apple red I want my lips
must be a dyke
Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite
Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't
People pay great attention to voices, yet their hearts are black like the hole
Put perversity far from your mouth, so your lips may preserve your soul
Your road is hidden by eternity and there is a doomed look in your eyes.
But there's a smirk on your lips, you're almost at the black gate.
Where
What, goes, on!
Rolling Stones of the rap game, not bragging
Lips bigger than Jagger, not saggin'
Spell it backwards, I'mma leave it at that
That
like daughter
Everything unplagued by her madame mother
The present mocks us, good Black people
With keen memories set fire to the bastards
Who ask us in
I'm pleasantly plump a phat dime
Black as night and a bright night
As you can see I am beautiful me
I was born by the river the day after the tenth
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