Lyrics:
This is more beautiful than pleasure I read.
One by one they fall, taking the last year with them.
Away from me.
Candy apple red I want my lips
White devils like it
I'm drinking coffee brought to me
By white devils' sidekicks
They askin' if we like to get higher
Like they hired him
must be a dyke
Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' some ackrite
Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't
People pay great attention to voices, yet their hearts are black like the hole
Put perversity far from your mouth, so your lips may preserve your soul
Your road is hidden by eternity and there is a doomed look in your eyes.
But there's a smirk on your lips, you're almost at the black gate.
Where
What, goes, on!
Rolling Stones of the rap game, not bragging
Lips bigger than Jagger, not saggin'
Spell it backwards, I'mma leave it at that
That
like daughter
Everything unplagued by her madame mother
The present mocks us, good Black people
With keen memories set fire to the bastards
Who ask us in
I'm pleasantly plump a phat dime
Black as night and a bright night
As you can see I am beautiful me
I was born by the river the day after the tenth
masters
400 years ago, every black man had one
400 degrees ago, the audience Nolia clapped
Applause, given to juvenile that gave last laughter
And that
On glossed lips I taste
Conspiracies, seccrecies, sorceries laced
With thick unguent rum
Black-rayed suns and Autumn
Always in season for our nightfall from
[wyclef talking:]
Yo to my people doing time, xzibit, juvenile, y'all need to
Nature, ja rule, reptile come on
Bring the heat.
[xzibit]
Look,
My eyes rest easy on your crescent lips,
But each smile brings only sadness...
Hope was a sliver of light swallowed by this total eclipse.
Every word
lady's got to come first
I can tell by your hesitation there's trust issues
You get excited, ignite it, highly combustible
You on a higher vibration,
Here she comes like a heart attack
The way she looks could kill ya, all dressed in black
With her lips on fire and a wild hair
She knows the boys are
Black listed, black man in a hood
Might tell em to stop him by the hip
Please don't shoot me sir, please
The more loud you get, the more the shut your lip
A desert eagle and a black mack 10
They'll never know what happened
When we come through them cowards don't want none
They screaming at they murderer's
[Juvenile]
Listen,
It's a fresh package I got - why not move it
Keepin' it in the house 'll have the Feds locked to it
Business as usual is goin'
wack
Stick with the sick style for the serious
Hip-Hop lovers can't get enough of this
Black tracks on wax are so smooth
You can't get help but
Mystery Babylon
And though the skies
In tumult, agonise
She still swaggers in the shadow
Of the towers aimed at God
Black smoke curling from the lips
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
You got black on black then there's police brutality
Yeah it's bad but what makes it sad
Is that I'm being harassed by a black man with a badge
He's
Weezy by here
And I love to see you do so
I love my coupe blow on them deuce-o's
I love a cute ho and you probably love her all right, girl
He
a coal field
They wanna put my blood
In their black lips
It's their way to show me
To show me some love
A bullet flies over my head
This time i survived
land
Cause justice has been banned
So it's play dirty or die by the hand
That's holding all the guns
Plunged, deep into religion was my first
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