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Talking real slick on a hitter, in case you won't listen
Ain't no one accepting the past
Your bitch need to get out her feelings
Won't take her
come here, ms merry go to work
So po-po-pop it this merry back
Put that other dress in black
We gon turn it on your back, but I'mma need a piece
the concrete floor
Trust me brother I'm so marvelous they call me Thor
I'll leave you bruised with a banner tied around your neck
And hit up Peter Parker just
depressing
Shit defined me as a man it was destined
Yeah it took a minute but the growth is impressing
I had a black case worker talking bout “arrest him”
there hunchin' in my downstairs bathroom
And in the kitchen and up in there on the dancefloor
By the big screen TV, where your pants go? (y'all nasty)
car, triple black drop bird
Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'mma burp
? heat shot
? gonna get your bed drop, nigga
Triple red drop, bouncing
she knew that
Could fuck your bitch it’s too easy
One of her goals is to please me
Make her choke on it she wheezing
Grab her by the throat I start
(I told these niggas don't come to The A you get shot in your face)
(Don't leave a witness ain't Catching no case dress in all Black we ain't leaving
in a millisec
With the weapon of intellect, Hannibal Lecter with the black belt
And kung fu, protect your neck and
Respect the gun rule
Read in
your way
I met her Wednesday, had that by Saturday
She was half black, born in Seoul Korea
Raised in an orphanage the men would often come to see her
your battle rap wit a Vietnam track
Red and white Sadaam rap sippin Cognac
I bet you didn't loopb know that the real Jews are black
I tell
Well I have got some information
No I don't know your name
There's a party going on at Boothy's house
1b Lydgate Lane
So tell somebody, to tell
BMG
Just in case you were wondering
I must make sure you understand
Even though i be creepin round, they don't mean nothing to me no
Your love is so
ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them
(Here's to Roc-A-Fella)
Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and
(Here's
when I drink it's probably a cold Case
In Case you thought I've caught a Case nigger that's black label
Fuck a stereotype fuck a resist man
Hop on Board
the case would of been got him
Balling against mines would of been fouled him
Niggas been on it for days
We started with bundles and sleeves
Your bitch, she
here to enjoy
I’m taking my culture back x4
Cause rock and roll is black
Your perspective is not based on reality
History’s been erased in
the lines, don't recline your mind
Sometimes I don't know how to make it understood
that a lot of black movies have been tampered by Hollywood
So it's
workin' my case (facts)
I can not trust all them watches you coppin', that chain you got on that look fake (bang bang)
I had a talk with your wife in
forget
That boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all
Proud to be locked by the force
Tryin’ to hustle some things that
Go
the flick this easy
Won't fuck a bitch thats needy
Nope
All black whip can't see me
All black whip can't see me
(Can't see me, can't see me)
I'm amazing
I
Pumpkin, Pumpkin Show your scary face
Pumpkin, Pumpkin you have made your case
If you'll be a friend of mine
I will be a friend of yours
Pumpkin ,
wait to load up the silos and make your babies glow
It's so abusive you'll beg somebody to roofie you
They'll snatch your hope up and use it like it's
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets
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