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or fiend! I heard him cry
Get thee by thy tempest
And the night's Plutonian shore

Leave no black plume as a token
Of that lie thy soul has spoken
Leave my

CHORUS



The land is green, the land is green

Brown or black, I love this skin

The dark berry gives the sweeter juice

But kilo nsele ni +234 (x2)

in a black Cadillac on spokes
High yella bone, don't act so woke
Might sell my soul, so I don't go broke
Hang my hopes up high like dope
Don't burn my

could get fed.
So I got a book of tickets and a schedule and it read.

Monday: Hot Dog
Tuesday: Taco
Wednesday: Hamburgers and Chocolate Milk
Thursday:

boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)

Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm

She put fame over food
Read a caption not a book
Like that little bitch shook

Ain't been fucking ever since I made it
Every girl I'm with tells me she

Walk Like a Man

Murs

Walk Like a Man

2005

These niggaz want to waste me it ain't nothing new to me
Soon as he walked by I was ready to bust
But he just posted up like he was waitin' on the bus
Now

freeze time quick riding on a broomstick practicing all the black magic taking over the world by storm tricking every life form like a dark king I’m

Never

Sadat X

Generation X

2008

prefer the chunky black
Every day I'm reminded bout the dangers of smoking
8 o'clock I'm rolling L's, by 8:03 I be coughing
Rehab spots ain't for herb

This lovely masochist
Insist on splitting wrist
Seduced by black hips
When you address its yes mistress
Pain is what I adore
Murder then drain blood down

Outside by the weeping willow
Where the black widow
Would have went
Nonchalant the charge in this
Sunset watch it fade now
Where it goes I never went

I gotta say I hate
Everyone of your boyfriends
I should've been there after all
Of your "one-night stands"
Dressed in black with that dude's
Neck in

OG 
Holiday 
HA

Get the money at corner make sell 
Start a business make a profit 
 Drop that ass work that pole collect that doe 
Hit them books
Go

(Yeah LO$)

I'm da man in my city dey kno me
I get designer drugs for dirt cheap
Stay down in da trap nigga no sleep
Jus kno if u book me im toating heat

a young nigga tryna stay low
Tryna find a bag and a J. Lo
Trina count cash nigga, pesos

Did it on my own i aint want to
So im looking hard trine find you

Continuously calling nine in the morning woke by the Mormons knock knock
Take a sip of hot cof smoke I need a cough drop
Better get some top top today

standing with a smile
He could go and get them now, or wait a little while
But they time is almost up
They never came through in the clutch
The queen said

Pulled up his jersey
Showed his skin was black
White faces looking at him
Like he's whack
It's not just that
Let's look back
In the history books
Filled

sitting with a paint brush in it
Yeah

Now I'll admit it, I ain't never really been religious
But I just find it kind of scary and a little offensive

to die on purpose
Too stupid
If I'm leaving this world high, I want to get really fucked up
And since Charlotte threw out my little black book of dope

little black book
and i'll give you a call if my girls not home
and you can stop by so that we can bone

tere sadke ni kudiye [i would go far for you]

on the highway
Whole world get a little misguided
Where the spotlight? Put me in the spotlight
Trust no one that put you in the wrong light
I scream when I hit

my slut lo
Like bitch, no shit, don't play god damn
These bitches wanna take my flicks
Bring her round real quick fore a boy go ham
Cage and the C-Mob

my city go geng geng geng geng
5 in the morning
Robbing your home
You never woulda known by tomorrow we repeating the same goddamn thing
Spitting