Lyrics:
Do not use any cellular or G-P-S devices!
Surrender all weapons at once!
Attention! This way to the camps!
I woke up in a black FEMA box
Darkness
Yellow canary, tennis bracelet necklace, knahmsayin?
Three quarter black mink, shades, canaries in both ears
Knahmsayin? Black Phantom, triple
Eternal grave of scorn and hate
Contemplating suicide
In blackest night, in heart of pain
Into the shades wich gave him birth
a voice arose
of this
He's got the mark of Cain
He was raised by sewer rats
In a Houston storm drain
Here comes Dewey Corn
Object of the world's scorn
La
La la la
La
Falling leaves in the front yard,
With a shoe box full of crayons,
Full of colors oh so bright,
In a picture in a plastic frame,
A snapshot black
or four cops to pull me off of him
But that's the story y'all of a black man
Acting like a nigga and get stomped by an African
I am everyday people
black tux, binocular
Black luxe, stop it I shouldn't be so popular
Name keep poppin' up face keep poppin' up
On the tube I'm just watchin' Pacquaio box
of insane men
Warhorse – The nuclear thorn
Bastard born to conquer and to scorn
Warhorse...
Black wings – The essence of life
Ride upon the ashes of this
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
the swiftness
If you think you're swift with the gift, Merry Christmas
Now stuff that in your stocking
I'm knocking 'em out the box an'
Knocking 'em out their
or four cops to pull me off of him
But that's the story y'all of a black man
Acting like a nigga and get stomped by an African
I am everyday people
tree top of the trunk
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna
I keep a note inside a box
Locked within my mind
It doesn't matter what it says
Just know that it is
Black flame candle burns
Hidden in the dark
you could be gettin' it and innocent at the same time
Oh, my god, so, then I went to the box and I'm by myself and I was like
"This is great," you
Delivered by hand
Black box
Hey you traveler go
Can't stop
Careful into that dark night
Black box
Hey you traveler go
He's got all of the tricks
you accept the charges, if not hang up
To my cousin Darren Ranch, stay up homie
To my brother Chris Butler, stay up homie
If you locked in the box
The defect of human nature
Makes one a ruthless creature
Standing tall in pride and scorn
Gazing from high above sky
Rock hard surface
A skin
Drunk And In Love
I saw you baby, and I pissed my pants
Now I'm shakin' while I'm trying to stand
Come into my cardboard box and out of the storm
Time has stopped, the clock keeps going
People talkin' and I'm watching
As flashes of their faces go black and white
And fade to yellow in a box in
Po-po come we gotta go, we no-no talk to five-o
But as a young black male dude tryna dodge a sale
But I'm always followed by them cops lights
They got
Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause,
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
Unholy revolting royalty
A kingdom of incest and scorn
Blue blood pumps through black hearts
Ever since they were born
Wretched infernal demon lords
Scorch me in the morning with your kisses
Burn my eyes dry by noon
Deliver me in ashes
To the night
Tuck me in
To the big black box
Shut me in
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