Lyrics:
Hoping your names what I see
I'm dreaming of you when I sleep
Crazy how someone you had by your side through your hardest times
Suddenly gets up
look on in despair,
Wandering blindly as the black clouds your eyes.
Beg in disbelief,
Watch as the prophets weep,
How can you justify breathing in
beyond the black
Step by step, no matter how we've planned
It all begins to fade like footprints in the sand
But if you're brave to ask and content without
matter how hard she blows I always know
That there’s a place to rest my head
I’ll come dancing through any storm for you
To have stones skipped across my
xan, said baby they don't help me
Bae just help me, watching how you dealt with me damn
I rock all black cause demon try to hell me damn
I might die, I
food
Wings span cast black upon views
Here to help release the rabbit hounds or pick apart your mood
I got this friend of polar nature and it's all peace
Everyone is gone. I cm here for you.
Put your head on me, and tell me the truth.
Of the pain you feel. Come on, make this real.
I cm listening.
how could you leave me so heartless Your perfume still burns my carcass
When you left I felt so carsick Tell me how I'm still lethargic
Feeling like
"You know what you are
You don't give a damn" fuck this
The change that never was
How many times can you wash your
Hands of the innocent's blood?
out like air high dust
Cages steel your razor morphs
Your me feeds your black window's words
Warlike self destructive plots
Happiness by glamour forms
you in lies
A web of lies and you entangled in mine
I should pay you rent for how I stay in you mind
Stay in your vision when the silence sings
ninjas inside your parameter
Perimeter, flame burst out all sides like Gamora
My poisonous is released, gas from the canister
Raise the black fist, we
and black ants, advance
When you're staring at this concrete that move like liquid
Like a nigga without legs, I ain't trying to kick it
Too much to finish,
It's Hard Being Black
It's Hard Being Black
It's Hard Being Black
It's Hard Being Black
Yea don't know how it feel on your side
But we can't catch
Cool & Dre (This)
Black game (Is)
Terror Squad (I, I, I, I, I) the remix
Gotta say my name weezy F baby
(This is) Weezy F baby
Aka it's the remix
at the black hole
I told him "I'ma be there ain't no bitch in my soul"
And when I'm coming for your ass
Ain't no need to run
Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless I
deep carmine
Filled my mind
Yeah I fell out of grace
Just by falling for your face
Unrefined dandelion
On a whole other wavelength
And I've been running
or folklore
Chi-raq violence is real, not a Cold War
But in the streets call it coke wars
And do not open your mouth unless you spoke for
Please Father
At the foot of a dead man's throne
I'll get by, I'll be fine
Your aim's not as good as mine
I know way back when, I used to be happy
And I faintly recall how
the promise of hate
This we reflect
Force-fed this disease
How much can I bleed
For all that you need
How much can I?
All the passions
That I've cut down in
the building's walls shake, the ceiling fell to piece on your bed
And outside the sky is black
Smoke pouring from the west-wing, people scream as the hospital
sockets in futile death.
You accuse us of disrespect for the dead,
But it was you who slaughtered out of national pride.
Just how much did you care?
job?"
My dad like "Do your thing, boy, don't stop"
Shout out to my nigga Lud, shout out to my nigga Swank
For hanging at the crib and telling me what you
(mhm)
Yeah, go ahead and pray for that visa
See how America treat ya (sheesh)
We keep our history shrouded in mystery
Can't let 'em know all our
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