Lyrics:
were wrote on the scent
it's so sacred created by Lucifer slaves
Silent, secluded in secret somewhere in the swamp
in the land of protest a man-day
The poem was written by the noble lord Byron (1788 - 1824)
When the moon is on the wave,
And the glow-worm in the grass,
And the meteor on the grave,
You should have seen him lick his lips
At old black Molly B
Louisiana rain
Is falling at my feet
Baby, I'm noticing the change
As I move down
You should have seen him lick his lips
At old black Molly B
Louisiana rain
Is falling at my feet
Baby, I'm noticing the change
As I move down
niggaz sippin Apple Boone, this ain't no white cartoon
Cause I be duckin' crazy spades
The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy legs
Why is
You should have seen him lick his lips
That old black Molly B
Louisiana rain
Is falling at my feet
Baby, I'm noticing the change
As I move down
lips as good news
You'll have the hardest black and dullest knife
We hanged your pass and start being as you
Still being cried and laughed
Smacking that is all that I wanna do to you
So come on over, baby girl
Let me give you a ride a ride
Let me kiss your sweet lips
You know that I'll do
nights I've watched her tease
By shifting all her weight from hip to hip
And with her hands brush back the falling strands
That cover up her satin lips
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
the sky and into your eyes.
And I see everything falling in between
Sew the lips right into your smile.
I'm OK with faking this,
I'll fake everything
again
My hood is the ghetto
Black magic in the hood, it's tragic but understood
Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood
Even what's bad becomes
The witch is dead
Burn black messiah, enlighten my path with thy flames
Guide me through thy kingdom, in this godforsaken rain
And reveal all my
up to no good
With that Mac like right beside me
I ain't by no niggas eyeing my figures
Deprive me of my life, try me
I'ma rip up tissue, homie I
bowls, twerk a hoe
Gold Mac shawty, black smoke, black lips
Eating ravioli, fuck with a nigga just shove
It through your mind
Tell 'em what through
loose and all my thoughts were turning black
You shined a light on me and I intend to pay you back
But I still wake up shaken by dreams
And I hate
feel em in your vain
Like ramello's pops from sugarhill
J be the cause for the kiss at your wake
Cartel lips, spittin clips at your face
We started
die
I want my name upon the lips of the masses
Proclaiming praises and prayers, asking
How'd we let them pass us by, undetected?
2Sense make other
It's K-Y
May-Jorr
Lead by love
You try to lead by the example
But you still need drugs
Puttin ercs up in your System
Cause you cant find love
These
you're done with sins
Obsessive borderline who's haunted by all these compulsions
Yin and yang and black and grey it doesn't matter I have fallen
From
So in my groove
Got em Blinded by Mula and jewels
All these girls how the hell
Do I choose
Guard ya bitch
Cuz she flock'n the crew
Yea they
pulled glocks tommy was popped
Lil mama got her eyes on prize
Selling what's between her thighs
With the pretty of lips have em intrigued by her hips
With
still yearn
Intoxicated by those rose petal lips
Kissing me deadly on my, on my finger tips
C'mon baby, haunt my soul
You say my name when the warm
and black magic.
I almost got hit by a drunk driver playing hide and seek in the projects .
I almost fell in love with the crack and never came back.
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