Lyrics:
a million men came and shined like a
Black pearl
This time there was no black on black crime
'Cause everybody was thinkin' of ways that pays for
The black
down the alleyway
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coonskin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
But you only got ten
Maggie comes
didn't go there for fun!
'Cause when she left, underneath her long red kimono,
She was totin' a forty-four gun!
She was gunnin' for her man
Who was
[Chorus]
I'll be late for that, baby I'll wait for that
If you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that
I'm comin in when I feel like
on the street I hear gunshots (rare shots)
Crack niggas cause they moms missed flips
So black man really care about politics
In the ninety's, our governments
to be black
And some black people look ashamed when I rap
Like my great granddaddy didn't take a whip to the back
Not accepted by the black
A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold
Once, amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky
There came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by
He wore
by my hand
Then the world'll know
The hoochie-coochie man
Don't you know I'm here
Everybody knows I'm here
Well, you know I'm
Is happiness real?
Or am I so jaded
I can't see or feel, like a man been tainted
Numbed by the effect, aware of the muse
Too in touch with
You look at this picture with a wondering eye
And then at the arrow that hangs by it's side
They tell a story for you know there is one
With
Lamps in the windows burnin' bright, over in Santa Fe tonight
Full moon shining down along the border
But the gound is hard and the night is black
was a boy in the hood before the movie, yeah
Call me nigga, bigot, and a spook
But you the one that voted for Duke, motherfucker
White man is
God
Even the man's soul which went down was created by God
Even the black birds which picked the man's corpse apart were created by God
And where was
very Iminimious
I mean, imminimious
Very very very Iminimious
I mean, Iminimious
In the beginning, man was nice
Black, peaceful like the night
Before
me
Lectures by Kwame Ture
The ambiance of pan-Africanism
A man after wisdom of the ancients
I paint with words like the
Brushes of Kehinde Wiley
Black
sometimes I feel pitiful
And of course she's so young and beautiful
I bought us two glasses of coke
That's her favorite
And I wanted to make up for
in it
Man, if I only had half of it"
Shit, if you only knew the half of it, haha
Father, please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never
I'm Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black, Phantom white, panda
Pockets swole, Danny sellin' bar, candy
Man I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
Of why we have to send our men to war
Let's impeach the president for spyin'
On citizens inside their own homes
Breaking ev'ry law in the country
By
robbing the rich
Is for worse or for best
They take it by stealing
And lying and gambling
And I take it my way
My shiny Black Bess
I treat
Ferrari, I'm sorry, I keep blowing up
They call me the cake man, the strawberry shake man
I spray the AR, make your whole clique break dance
Backspin,
for me now)
Oh Won't you smile for me
(Nigga you black, smile for me now)
Oh Won't you smile for me
(You ain't got nothin' to worry about)
Lamps in the windows burnin' bright, over in Santa Fe tonight
Full moon shining down along the border
But the gound is hard and the night is black
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