Lyrics:
We are sailing stormy water
Sinking souls in the blackest sea
Crawling hellhounds evil has been found
Feeding death to the war machine
Are you
choppers and serving your people's block up
Celebrating a culture that's degradating themselves
The gangster was created by white
Mastered by black
The next
take him from me!"
But by the time she got there, she feared he already had gone
She got to where he lay, water colored roses in his hands for her
She
of here
Yeah, by my Robin Hood Theory
Squeeze the juice out, of all the suckers with power
And pour some back out, so as to water the flowers
This
keep my head above water
Molded without the martyr black August and I'm the author
[Killah Priest]
They knew the time and the date of my arrival
Doctors
One Sunday morning as I was walking
By Brisbane Waters I chance to stray
I heard a convict his fate bewailing
As on the sunny riverbank he lay
the water
They gonna think you a lobster, nigga (gang)
Uh
I just dropped a kit, you dropped out of school
These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make
could feel it as I stood there by the windows
Like a sign of a lover or the whisper of a long forgotten words
Across the silver waters down the moonlit
DJ Hoppa
The sun walks on water everytime it rises
You can count on that
What make the money but will
Never let it divide us you can count on that
Get it!
Go on! Get it! I'm out here chasing cream
Go on! Get it! Go on! Get it!
Go on! Get it! Need it by any means
Black incorporated, Bo bangs mind
Michael Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in
back talk, back wall, end up in asphalt
Niggas love them choppas like we
Flyin in black cars but you with the roost
Thinkin a nigga was black though
Now
back around
E-40 Water held his ground
Kept my foot in the fast lane
Flew uppidy on mesmerized
'cause I snuck up in up out the game
You makin' a 40
the greasy grass river
And wash my hair where the water's clean
Said lay me down by the greasy grass river
And unfold my mystery
The greasy grass river has
yeah
I slime you out, pink water with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin' burnin' up your house
life is a movie
Shoot a nigga like Jack Black
My shit ima pop that
If a nigga pop at me
Ima pop back
Sacks fifth avenue where I shop at
Blink blink see
Black is white in all your red rag news
Black is white in all your red rag news
Talk is loose and words are cheap in the byelines that you choose
interviews
Y'all dripping water I just let off wit the fumes
Couldn't wait no longer so I had to skip the queue
No it isn't fair, beat your ass to black
Black water underneath a starry sky lit by the moonlight
We're getting closer to each other as the morning arrives
We'll be waiting for the day
Sitting by in this train
I'm looking around what is this voice
That surround the time
Inside the case we will see
We are acoustic in this water
We
First Nations rise
As the Jesuit movement dies
The Black Robe never had a prayer
Pages left torn by the claws of a black bear
Footsteps tread on this
don't ever wanna see me again
Wanna know why
I'll put Timbs on my feet to put black on ya eyes
Blood of the covenant thicker than water of the womb
Got
ain't safe to drink our own water
They told me put my hands up, but I don't wanna, no
I can't help, but feel weak
But we gotta be stronger
Gotta keep
Slave to her will bound by our sins
She's all I need
Water pearling on your skin
Your black hair dancing in the wind
You hold me tight whispering my name
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