Lyrics:
moonlight
On a still, black, lonesome lake
Taken in by the night
Empty, elevated place
Glowing in the dark
To find the streams of stars to taste
By
I see your red door and I want to paint it black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
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
Back on a track
That don't sound too old
What's goin on? I don't know its trouble
Back in black to bust that bubble
Black supermans back and not
Bringing me down i'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by the busses and semis
Plunging like stones from
such a catastrophe
For you to see so damn much of my ass, you ask for me?
Well I'm back, nana-na nana-na kshh
Fix your bent antenna, tune it in
all her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy
I got a bone to pick
I don't want you monkey-mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again
Ayy, ayy, nigga, what's happenin'? K-dot back in
tell by looking in your eyes
She spelled it out in black and white
And she left no room for compromise
[Chorus]
I could see it from a mile away
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 you
Sayin' whoa, I need the buzz
To make the day fade to black
But whoa, it's gonna make me wanna
Gonna make me wanna want you back
How do I sleep
make it back
For an English Sunset
We want an English sunset
I feel the rhythm of the earth
In my soul tonight
May I never fade away
And I've
Yeah-yeah, 9:08 L.A. time
Back in the lab and shit
My wife said, I can't say no to nobody
And at this rate we gon' both die broke
Got friends
all would be funny
When you came back home in a week
You'd turn twenty-two and we'd celebrate you
In a bar or a tent by the creek
Your baby would
young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of Hell
Jail and crack cells
? culture
Or the repercussion
While bustin' on back
pass me by
In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little miss
Someday, mister, I'm gonna lead a better life than this
Working on the highway,
line
Down in the train yard out by the stockyard
Butchers with aprons hack meat in the snow
Blood has the brothers pulsing with envy
Heading for
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by
Dressed in their summer clothes
I
And gettin' stalked by these crooked cops again
Fuckin' with the young black male, tryin' to stack mail
And um, stay away from the packed jails
I told
Sittin' by de ocean,
Me heart, she feel so sad...
Don't got de money
To take me back to Trinidad.
Fine calypso woman,
She cook me shrimp
utterly black
I came here by some grave mishap
And I can't find my way back
It's all as remote
As the wintry smile that you gave
As you buttoned your coat
On a cold winter's night not a star was in sight
And the north wind came howling down the line
With his sweetheart so dear stood a brave engineer
Over here by the railroad track
And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia
Blue water in the indian sun,
Calling me when the day is done
I get it
I was goin' Shiest' with the all-black fitted
I was goin' Shiesty in all-black
I was on ten when you call back
Had to think twice
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