Search results for 'black is the color of my true loves hair by sinad oconnor' Page #24

nails and pull my hair

theres circuit boards everywhere

how long have i been in here

this is not my house

MAY-BE IM-NOT

falling apart but falling

Future black doctor 
In yo waiting room 
Skin can find a way 
To keep the 
Hate that from you
Gotta keep armor on 
Stayin true till karma call
Boy they

True colors shine as you step into the light
And my sixteenth year of living was alright
Na na na na na na na na na na
Faced the ups and downs made it

gold fingers in my pocket
Facial features of a god kid
My Zombie niggas dead but the god is alive
I'm half Tanboy, but black on both sides
From Uptown

to care about all the opinions
Now all I care about is family reunions (Facts)
Fuck a Brazilian, my baby mama hair look Indian
She smart plus she worth

ain't nobody stopping
Nah ain't nobody stopping me. No

First I saw that black and blue were the colors of my soul when I looked straight into you
And I

feel light
Just feel something right
And lately I do be the one that is trippin 
Feel love from my pain
And lessons in life
And keep the mistakes in

of funkadelic
Can't out chief me
The bong breezy
As Victor Freeze in the cooler
Vivid imagination
Give Vivica cold shoulders
My Santa Cruz is black
I call him

this?
My life's black and white like a Tim Burton flick
That's a world without the color, some girl without her mother
Isolated in quarantine, both unsure

lyrics, she gave black love new meaning, even showed up on a different world

For a few seasons with Whitney and Dwayne
I know it's random, but this too is

with a broke hand
What you know about dude who will always keep true
Even if it means you packing up by noon
I bet you don't 
You is slave to the dough

gentlemen,
Yall know what time it is -
I love my people how we haggle at the markets
Take a family vacation to the outlets
Eatin out it's not a question if we

notice that I was different
I started denying my black looking at white for acceptance
I started to find out what I is and what I isn't
See I'm a young

you walking by my office
I step cautious

I don't wanna hawk shit
Try to knock you off with none of that dog shit
Peace, queen
My name is Dad Wu

I

got something in they eyes when they seein my rise they goin psycho
Wantin everything from a young black man just tryna fight night from a light pole

words that boy a walkin typo
Skinny, black hair wit some ass that's my type ho
She got what I need she might be the right ho
Ya, rockin off white wit some

want you
Wǒ zhēn de ài nǐ you know that feeling is so true
We can get some fresh air or go upstairs
Where you wanna go just take my hand I'll take you

for the color of our skin (Like that's our fault) 
I never had a problem with my color 
So muthafucka tell me why should you
You see this is a type

All Glocks Down

Heather B.

Takin' Mine

1996

I'll leave you shorty with her hair undone
And then you know Heather B. is back in town
So no question all glocks down

Chorus

[Verse 3]
I got my

sticks, Like a n**** named Sony
We roll through his block
We was gone do a drive by
But I heard my music, You kno that they kno me
Was swervin to fast
I

Ima be good, yea ima be great
Niggas will spit in they hand
My heart was in my mine
Then dap me up
That's what i hate
I be so hurt by the fake

Pearl 

Cosmos is blinking in octaves 
A million invisible hands 
Inserting a pearl egg into my pineal gland socket 
Theres no room to expand 

Her

the night with ur flashieness 
U got me so distracted 
Curve body sexy with those glasses 
The way u twirl ur hair 
U got me staring 
U true beauty got me

A day on the beach, there is sand in my hair
The people I greet, they just stare
Is it blood seeping out of my yellow bag
A dark red spot which is