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3 cups of hen and I'm on one
Came with one bitch but want all of 'em
Let's ball or somthin'
(Shit, what they lip read?)
My dick and balls or somethin'

You found me alone
Hollow and feeling hopeless
Fed me a dream painted with wilted roses
I couldn't see our fading future out of focus
Blinded by hope

turn my lips began whispering
You will pay with a wound, for the wound that you forgot
Over and over again
All your dreams will fade, save for the one

bitch
Coke stains on her lips
From the caine that she licked
Cut another down bitch
10 Spicy is the clique
Rich mob with triple 6
Triple 7 coming through

the kiss of death

You know : 
You talk alone, your home's a fruit,
Cherry-red and peeled by the wind	
But not by kisses, a fruit made
Of lips,
Lips full

gum

You dance, she answers poetic
Look her deep through her eyes
Her lips moves like their magnetic
She is close by your side

But dance is all there

She helped her son sleep by giving him Cognac 
She worked a while as a circus acrobat 
She changed lovers on a weekly basis 
And posed nude for

Treacherous words rise from the mist
From envious eyes and poisonous cold, pale lips
Gluttons of pleasure
Gluttons of pain
Vengeance by sevens

Flailing my bony limbs into the grips
Fall into their lips

Ass cracks and anthrax

Bathing in the mud
And caressed by blackened suds
High on the fumes

rosy man

Oh is that your chick
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your chick?
Why she all in his

Book Of Rhymes

Nas

Original Album Classics

2014

threats given by clowns
I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns
I'm hexed cursed worse I been blessed first
I thought I was abnormal cause I

a good disguise

Can't indulge in public
Folks might call me coon
So I grow you in my backyard
By the dull light of the moon

Spit one seed black
Mouth be

niggas
And I can't thank you, niggas
It's black men and I say this because
I love you all to death
Gotta get by but honestly patience withers
I won't

Warm Blooded

Despised Icon

The Healing Process

It's been seven nights since my latest craving. An urge so compelling, it consumes my every thought. Drawn by the glare of your flaming lips

Sweet Guy

Paul Kelly

Live at Sydney Opera House

2019

In the morning we wreck the bed
You bring me coffee black and boiling
Then we start up again and the coffee goes cold
I wake up drinking from your

Warm Blooded

Watch Them Die

Bastard Son [Bonus Disc]

2005

It's been seven nights since my latest craving. An urge so compelling, it consumes my every thought. Drawn by the glare of your flaming lips

Come sit by me in my tombstone hearse
Gimme heart shaped kisses on the neck
Nasty fantasies of you and me
Whiff a tripod camera near the bed

I want

me die alone
Let me die alone
Black lips always lie
Black lips always lie
I am sick
So sick of this scent of yours
Trapped in my head
Can't take this

of spice blended in with a hint of sweet
Roll your hips for me and you better stay on beat

Everything around us black and white no in between
Put your lips

She got the Same old jeans and band tee
She taking these pills while looking at me
Black heart, red lips, inhuman eyes
Standing over me while she

insecurities until my lips are curled

Around and around a barrel we go
Reach for the stars but you'll never grab hold
Walk the line of a blade and refuse

Hook (x2)
They thought he left to escape the rat-ta-tat 
But his lip was fat, her eye was black; 
She's telling everyone she fell, but nobody's

should go 
Cause I don't want to know 
Whose lips you saw last night
Or how you want to wake up by my side

Wearing all black like you're dressed for my

A Beautiful Heaux
New mood
I'm feeling arrogant
Good genes
Black inheritance
PBJ Goods
I support black colleges
420 on my lips
I'm on some Becky shit