Lyrics:
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
The lake of dead black children that America created
Is getting fuller than the founding Fathers even wanted
The ghost of great America was
throat, feel this Rollie on your lips
(Ain't that some shit?) Didn't I tell you you should watch your mouth, bitch?
(Verse 2: J-Zone)
You the type to spell
I been molded by the same Clay as Cassius baby
And I'll be the greatest even when I'm in the casket baby
Verse 1
A lot of bad decisions
A lot
matter if you can't tell the stars from the streetlights
Lying on your back by the sewer grate
Kisses on your face from the neon rain, there's no pain
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
- the leader of perverted things
She stands there with leatherclothes
Besides the throne of the night
Her hair is black and red lips
A whiplash in
doesn't need no-one
She drives into town in her old tray back
Down thirty miles of dusty track
And still she wears thatmold black veil
Lips so red and skin
Bitin' my style
I's gonna take a lot more
Than some dirty ass rhymes, child
Gear always phenom
Been told my styles the bomb
Shirts by Benetton
Denim-Dolce
Wiz
Let it lock and the pot get did
Pretty girl put filler in her lip
I'ma stay with the gang, gorillas in the Miz (uh)
EXP cigarillo (skat)
This
TOO LATE TO DIE YOUNG
I wanna be James Dean with insolent lips
Black leather jacket and a swagger to my hips
I wanna crash head one, but it’s too
tuny slov, tuny vět, řek'
Řekni jak velkej svět je a kolik dní dál to ještě půjde
Teď není čas, žádnej cap
Black - myšlenky černý jsou furt na mně
Zpět -
burning lips, talks bout Lovecraft
Was I sober? I don't think so
I paid the bill and snuffed the cigarette
As it was slowly smouldering in my hand
Curled up
look?
Hit him with a left and then I shot him with the right hook
I'm with Louie 'round Stockton, right by Cook
Fed up 'cause niggas really jeffin', I
right hand and drawn
I'm maleficent I'll drop a curse on them all
Please don't try me, nigga don't try me
Hush your lips, your better not likely
Most
today.. today
So I'm going to tear down the sky
and all the dull stars tonight
So I can stay hidden and live in the black.
I hate being famous for my hits
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
stars with peaks
We fought beasts
We caught food for the feast
And we walked two abreast to receive the bound wheat
The grass was
Black and strange
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
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
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
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
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
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
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