Lyrics:
(Someone, or something, was in here when I came in...)
(But where?)
(You believe in ghosts, Buck?)
(Witchcraft, black magic, sorcery...)
(To me it's
Remember back when The Source was the magazine
Black queens plant the seeds to keep our minds clean
Look in your eyes, see colors I have never seen
More
the body and I can't control it
Kids had a toys I played Mahjong
15 I jumped over the fence and never spotted by patrol
My decision was to pop Petroleum's,
Be be, Kings but lets act the part
I'll lead by example, the best part's the art
Don't call me brown, it's less accurate
I'm only one race, Jet Black
till the end
Bitches get lost in the drip
Guess i've done did it again
Skywalker dream chasing
Level 1 back to basics.l
Bend it backwards like
followers
Cause I'm just tryna get to my dollars
Fuck nigga don't play by my commas
Know the choppa gone sing like opera
All black told bro keep posture
They don’t care if your
White or black
I look around and I feel lost
Is this what u call freedom
So many ppl gone that’s been murdered for no reason
They
Smoke going slap no stems
Dope for the pack can't bend
Chip running back a trend
I be out the way
Watch who you eat with big dawg
Move to fasts its a big
hoes all dez hoes all dez hoes
She da busty she petite think dats yo girl by the door
She gon’ spend da night wid me I’ma get’er back tommorow
I juss met
Bright trav
Kross, I got us, this is my promise
I don't understand why girls use eyeliners
cnd what I make up would mess up your skin
cw man, here
to get in with me
I thought these niggas had my back, but they treated' my shit like Ricky's
I'll pop out all black, like I'm bat, bitch, this Ricky
I got
Cops sounding sirens to get loud and
Watch your back cause it could happen to you
From the cradle to the grave with a shoe
The psyche of the street
got my jimmy hat, come on and gimme that,
Hairy bloody Mary, hopin' that it's plenty fat.
Bend your ass over 'cause I'm goin' in the rectum,
Balls in
From trials of little school To getting thousands every week
And having pictures by the pool The heated floors are kinda cool
I wanna do it different
stats now
You can check my stats now
You can check my stats now
I put that bitch right back up on the boards matte black Aventador
A nigga had to hustle
from the cage talking really fast
So your hair's pulled back like a rockabilly cat's
Take cover I shoot from the hips
Making waves like a lunar eclipse
I would have never taken all this weight off your back
If I knew the fucking time I wasted (how fucking bad it tasted)
I saw you reaching out for
dog
Hit her from the back, fucking hit her with a bat
Born in the trap, bitch born in the trap
I'm a cynical romantic, sexual antics
Bend her backwards
that's here to rap well
So I'll be good
Long as that kits kickin like black belts
Anyways
Much months into 2020
Lots of stomach sickness
This chump is
has turned pitch black...
As we wait for a revolution to arrive
It's been long enough and every time I mend, you are there for me to bend.
Is it
think it?s fate
And so she?s late? He?s gone out the gate
He ain?t coming back, his heart is black
The game is on; he?s got another fool for lovin
Maybe
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