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Li$p, Prxset, bLaze, Nxkrom, Ghostygand:
WE ARE NOT YOUR SLAVE, BITCH!

Li$p:
Dancing immorality,
deny the reality, 
envious to finest tree consists

One evening as I rambled
 Among the leaves so green,
 I overheard a young woman
 Converse with Reynardine.
 
 Her hair was black, her eyes

Reynardine

Sandy Denny

A Boxful of Treasures

2004

One evening as I rambled
 Among the leaves so green,
 I overheard a young woman
 Converse with Reynardine.
 
 Her hair was black, her eyes

Reynardine

Fairport Convention

From Past Archives

1994

One evening as I rambled
 Among the leaves so green,
 I overheard a young woman
 Converse with Reynardine.
 
 Her hair was black, her eyes

chill
Like liquor on your lips
When it's submerged in ice
Cause I was raised by the drink
So now the truth my vice
I need family
Family
I need family

enchanted by our potential
Without Christ it’s what we’ll never enter
I’m fed up with the lack of empathy
And white supremacy using Scripture to justify their

instinct and love for life
Dead by lips, our knife
Bring yourself from tears to smile
Don't forget your inner guy
Over any cloudy sky
Take off early and say

call me Corleone
Suit case full of Jim Carrey count it up
Black top with the bat doors rolling up
Kick gang like I’m Bruce Wayne fuck the ops
Lurking

Always play it how it go she don’t ever have a plan she don’t ever have a plan
If she dies she said she wanna be buried six feet in black sand six feet in

with me 
a place where only slothrop might be able to relax 
to drop the feckless jacket of the soul 
and kiss until salival sound and lips 
yanked by

from the lies
That those two tone lips tasted
She finna pull up bossed up
Black denim
High waisted
Roll and burn a couple blunts
And fill these lungs

now getting flocked to by these woman 

The type to take me home and Topple they traditions 
Her white family was hoping she would stay away from niggas

a beamer whipper
The heated steering wheel gripper
The good tipper
The black business tip giver
The backhand lip splitter
The non-women hitter but make you

lips parted made me not black enough,
Look in the mirror nigga you neither white enough 
Eloquence denied decadenence that's attached to us stat 
With

as it flashes before my mind

Falling
Black

Forget
Forsent

No hope in sight
Longing for your scent to fade

I feel my lips pursed, wishing there was any

Tell a nigga he can't fuck with this
Met ya bitch and now she on my dick
Fucked her now she wanna cap and shit
Tell her friends my nut on her lip

of that jukebox playing...

CHORUS 1 (Chords D, A G)
There was a black haired beauty, legs long like a mile (with her)
Tight short jeans, chewing

success will leave you breathless
I take the oxygen out of your lungs
Me I don't talk to snakes and pigs
I avoid all swine and dodge every cobra
Black

of the Ashlands embraces our thoughts
And all is
Warm

Now we know that our names
We'll be forever -

Engraved in the black lava
Engraved in black lava

I greet

Black pimp, ho stroll
Scroll to see the faux on a snow patrol
No go, bbl lacking 
But it was nicer back then
More real
Caught a raw deal 
When I

the only Black cowboy with fame and talent 
Bill picket invented steer wrasslin Bit a cow on the lip, did a back flip, 
Then the cow dipped Soon every cowboy

Hello world it me again. cnd I'm doing this one for my young black women. Particularly my young black girls I want you to know that you are beautiful

Roosevelt
I'm a mother fucking god
Perform a miracle like it's fucking nought
Got a black eagle, see me with my mark
Only awake when it's pitch

I don't need a motherfucking
Way to be
Stay away from me
I know you're afraid of me
Ich Weiss
Pick fights
Fist strikes
Give me lip like
Shit Like
Hit