Lyrics:
the weight of the world
And the river runs a little too deep
Like a hound dog chasing a bird
Sometimes a certain tom's gotta peep
I'm a peek-a-boy,
Yeah
Yeah
Check this out: now I'm black
But black people trip
'Cause white people like me
White people like me
But don't like them
What's
niggaz licked, on the Internet jacked her
Dog, I'm not a rapper, I'm the black Dracula
Nosferatu, spitting darts at you, out of black Acura
Homies is gat
to your residence
Soon the red dogs will give the block back to the presidents
I used to run my own block like Obama did
You ain't gotta believe me, go
Ain't superstitious,
Black cat crossed my trail.
I ain't superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me so far,
And I
meanness out of me
I got a black heart today
No amount of kindness can turn it the other way
Even the dogs are tired of me
Howling at the trees
Take
280 out of sight
Hit you in your face and now you bleeding ain't no more conversation
Fool me once I'm grinning, fuck them dogs we all out
Private
they can shit when niggas act up
It's the L nigga dot com, dot hot lead red dot on your head, Be
And the rappers you idolized, that idolized me
I walk
preaching peace by the steeple
Yeah, we practice precaution
'Cause we peep how they peelin'
Capture blacks 'til they fascinated
We sing why we grievin'
player there, nigga turned you out
But never told you beware
Never told you that black love supposed to be shared
And you never judge a woman by
son of a dog from the Tennessee hills
Kept telling me I was still young
He spoke in pure southern and smoothed out the lines
Round my eyes saying I
Put some money on it
If your ? is good might get heavy on it
? up the hood on a Chevy ?
Poppy got it ? like Grizzly hair
Black and white TVs please
wile 'bout ma Jelly Roll
Gypsy done tole me, don't you wear no black
Yes, she done told me, don't you wear no black
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him
Well red blood runs black post-mortem, red blood runs black post-mortem
You sure taught me how to play a patient hand
You sure taught me how to play
a little bit more, a little bit more
Everyday I love her just a little bit more
and she loves me the same
Every day I love her just a little bit more,
Black Wall Street
The Game
Beach Boy
Charlie Baltimore (he wears a red bandana)
Rock star
We are the black gang
Free Shyne
Mother fuckers! (he
Goddamn right
it's a party every fucking night
Been there for about 6 weeks
walked by the freaks
look, black greeks
How the fuck ya figure
I dig ya me
head swoll
eyes closed
i know for sure
you ain't gon' test me no more
yo' block tore
yo' family in black clothes
you got blowed
and in ya chest
that shot and he was caught out there
Saw the convertible driving by
I loaded up the slingshot, let one fly
He went for his to find he didn't have one
fingers pointed up
5150, red barn with all the roosters dog
White church on the corner
Jaybirds been closed for a decade prolly
Bl-black marks
I don't play 'round
Holla at me
Mack Maine, uh real as they come
Tommy on me ain't a Hilfiger son
Grip macks that blow
Pitch black, the clothes
Black
come the Red Dogs, I'm busting out around the corner in my hog
Dipping from the area, I'm scared
So one of these bitches might wind up dead
Cause I
(Travis Tritt)
Well I guess you'd call me trouble
I have been most my life
Been black and blue a time or two
'Cause I ain't scared to fight
But I
friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten
Look out, kid
Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that
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