Lyrics:
shoot up the club
I'm high off drugs ain't been sober once
I don't believe in love bitch I'm a thug
Smoke all in my lungs
I'm tryna catch a buzz why am I
Cold fire, it burns in me
Desire, in my heart for fire, in deep anger
It burns higher, in my head
Cold fire, for me you are
A liar, damned in black
is a ghost, just behind my eyes
No hands to move, no tongue to lie
Just a thought, meant just for me
No lungs to breath, no eyes to see
It's not my
as grenades torn bodies asunder
they sky turned grey
the field turned black
shellfire formed a barren land
trapped in the trench
orientations gone
the reaper
the West Coast wind
If heaven is anywhere
90's hits at the top of our lungs
Shuffle landed on Still the One
Missing turns 'cause that's our song
If
mob
Mob, mob, angry, angry
Sharpen your senses, sharpen your tongues
Sharpen your moral indignation
Gather in groups and ready your lungs
Holler
bum
Black girl from South London want some weed in her lungs
White girl from Manny screamin', "DBE," she in love
I'm big league, walk in Gucci, bet
decay
Could we change?
If we're just born to die and live to fail
So we are lost in the fire
The price we pay by ourselves
We black out the sun
and Kentucky
The Great Atlantic Fault
That all miners share
The gorgeous glistening seam
Black as Cleopatra's hair
The coal dust in the air
The cold eternal
I've been lost inside a million eyes
They don't see me, they don't know what it's like
Trading colors into black and white
No one's reading all
in the flame
I'm talking black, pardon the slang
But the flame is like Flocka
Young man always gotta go hard in the paint
We talk foul
pull up in Gucci (shit)
Burn the blacks, keep the designer
Man had to dash away the CCTV and throw man a likkle fifty
That's a minor (what?), I was in
we're supposed to lose
It ain't all picture perfect, ocean views
No, I was a first class rookie
Taking out bullies in my all black hoodie
Man
truck, hella packs when I'm there
Crush up a pill full of black when I'm scared
Rolex or the brand new dial, that's rare
The doctor doing tests on my
It's always blue and black or breaking skin, well cover up girl we'll finally leave again. And you breath me in so well, in your room under the cover
In my lungs through my windows
On my head on the floor
Ashes of falling hope
Choking me inside these doors
Stormy winds seduce the night
Over
You belong to the cause
You were wrong, I meant no harm
Black shadows
Back-battles
You have held in your lungs too long
You were searching
I
strive to fix your faults, a deaf menace pours black water down my ears
Enjoy your blood thick as lead
Your fingers better dead than numb
Surrender
Decide
Live or die with those who dare defy
Stand up and testify
Breathing in dark poison
Toxins ripping apart your skin
Lungs are burnt wide
My air strikes, check these clowns like Air Nikes
Your whole team against me and Paz, that's a fair fight
Pro-black nigga, even when I wear white
We
of bright lights
Buried under layers of black eyes
I watched all my flowers die
Ooh, oh
Maybe I'm a bit too much
Oh, caught up in this massive rush
a star
Pheth' imali engakanani dhabula ngo hha
Kitaza nge mali, jabula nge hawu
Stayela siyalimaza, cooler than a mamba
Cool black dude on a wave,
await the Nazarene No judgement day all prayers in vain. The rotting stench of burning flesh the sickening smell of war It fills your lungs like
When me touch e Neoprosone, black life matter
But me still haffi catch e tone (catch e tone)
Bare gyal ah call as me lef' mi home
Bare gyal ah call
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