Lyrics:
is the real life Okoye
Lips shine like Zam-Buk makoye
I could never be left by a boy, ayy
Well I, even Sizwe couldn't control me
Ycee is the real
My sewn up lips
By your black fingertips
Cold entwined and evermore
Openings and closings
Something you can't, ever find
Vivid pumpkins grin in
When I see you fate I see myself in you
Looking for someone better than you never knew
By myself I can do better and I know
That I've cried too
That's gotta be it
We got it, Harlem we're coming home
Harlem we have recovered the black box
Slow down, ease into it
For the record, it's Charles
Why these whack ass niggas all ahead of me
There's fuckin' virgin lips
No I ain't suck a dick
I slurp a bloody pussy before I be making facts
Bite
by side in our dressing gowns
And waited for the sundown
To embrace the blue lit town.
She became my black leach,
Sucking all my energy.
She
attributes
Like lace and lips and high-heeled boots
But dearie, you're just no good at.. as a thief".
She said, "mister, how do you know that I'm failin'?
and I'm pullin' the bombs out
Like "me against the world motherfucker fuck peace I want war now!"
Loose lips and I'm pulling your jaw out
Back on my sick
learned by them Kurds about them dollars and cents
It was never my transaction it was however I did it
I was impressed with the whips
I asked my father
factions
It's more than just black and white, like racism
Cause the face of hate appears when you face the mirror
This more than people starving to eat
A Ten Ton Brick is making me sick
Breaking my bones with the weight of it
Weight would grow with each new soul
Buried fine lies make big black
virtue in being afraid to stand
But I saw the black coats forming lines
They hit our beaches running
We're on our knees but not to pray
You're
to start molding clay
From a makeshift wedding band to a personalized skeleton key
Even I agree that being alone is a definite possibility
It's all lip
and a court of drugged up nodders and quoters
Namefucking fame on all photos, all cheered on and applauded by even richer promoters
Now when you're a star,
to start molding clay
From a makeshift wedding band to a personalized skeleton key
Even I agree that being alone is a definite possibility
It's all lip
scratched
In fact, now that I think, back, I was gettin macked
by a tender, oh yeah now I remember
Vanessa from Maryland, aggressive and tanned
It was
Flesh colored lips, sipping from wasted veins
Black clouds and stigmata appearing again
Imprisoned in cold asylums, handshakes are exchanged
Magnetic
might let you get away wit that shit
But a mac like me would say bull shit
Ima reach back like a pimp and bust a hoe lip
'cause I work too damn hard for
the diamond`s cold black land,
How soon I`d secure her by the kindness of my hands.
So come all you little streamers that walk the meadows gay,
Go write
me nasty
Lower the smoke when I see the G's creepin' past me
Duckin' a notch
Bustin Dutches apart
Love pussy wit pretty lips
When you fuck it
soaring SnÃ?fellsness
And the crack of the world
The moist ruddy lips of her
Thee slit of the mother fallen
Sliced from the stars
By the slicing discus
nothin' to me they all the same
It's like hoes use G-strings, girls wear panties
And some wear nothin, and lie to they family
He wore tight black gloves
He
Worldwide, I'm ready to ride and show my niggas some love,
I'm still in it to win it, every single second in a minute,
Black Menace to the finish, heart dark
even our toothpaste.
We got to know each other by caressing each other's scars
Avoiding getting too close to know too much
We wanted happiness to be
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