Lyrics:
Ain't No Joke+
and Chuck D saying "Follow for now!" *
"Prime Minister!"
[Pete Nice]
Black zone darkness, void as snakepit
So I'ma spit a lyric
couldn't live without
So I think about that,
And then I sort of black out.
Held under these smothering waves
By your strong and thick-veined hand
But
friend, I'm going down
With empty bottles on the table
Black roses on the ground
Ground bottle six with the permanent bliss
Razor sharp glass lips, give me
off towards Bethlehem
The road is lined with cinders
Paved alike by righteous men
And unrepentant sinners
Hylas cries out for you
Lips bruised black
dropping beats since Back in Black
And we'll paint by numbers
'Til something sticks
Don't mind doing it for the kids
(So come on) jump on board
Take
Hooo hooo hooo hooooooooo
Potato chips
Potato chips
She grabbed me by the neck
And she kissed me on the lips
Oriental dip on my lips
Potato chips
phone
I can't wait till I get it all black owned
Big lips
Fat ass
All real, no cap
Stay trill, that's facts
Black kids, follow yo black dreams
Big things,
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
LONG
IN A WORLD RULED BY THE YOUNG
THERE'S A LIMO OUTSIDE TO TAKE ME DOWN TO THE FARM
I WATCHED YOU TODAY AS YOU GOT UP AND LEFT WITH THE SUN
YOUR LIPS
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego Sea
That was when I was taken in
And it left its mark on me
Yeah, it nearly drove me crazy
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
of Isiah's light
Touch thy lips and purge thy skin
Holy water, eyes within
By thee, we sleep and die for you
Ignite m'lord, we ride for you
Motor spirit
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego Sea
That was when I was taken in
And it left its mark on me
Yeah, it nearly drove me crazy
dropping beats since Back in Black
And we'll paint by numbers
'Til something sticks
Don't mind doing it for the kids
(So come on) jump on board
Take
to Ballyjamesduff
Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me.
The night that we danced by the light of the moon,
Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute,
When Phil threw his lip over
at the gates of hell, we are prepared for attack
the fire is our breath, the night is black like our soul
fueled by rage and sin, poison in our veins
Black sheep boy,
Blue-eyed charmer,
Head hanging with horns
From your father.
Oh,
In a cold little mirror you were grown,
By a black little
face I've ever seen
Oh dance little sister, you turn me on
You make my blood run hot
Killer legs in that short black dress
Baby, you was born to rock
the daylight
Like what happen in America
The breasts are still heavy
The legs long and straight
The upper lip remains short
The teeth are too small
The eyeside
on the floor
But baby I gotta get through
Crumb by crumb in this big black forest
Maybe in you I'll believe
Maybe I'll believe in you
Suddenly I'm not
does not understand the depth of my black hole
Fed by brothers basking in the season of the sick
My love is like a deadly poison lying on my lips
I
of Old Cole's bite
But sweet Cherry found her way to my bed one night
And I was singing
Sweet black Cherry lips
Sweet black Cherry hips
Sweet black Cherry
handle his business
Everyday be like Christmas
Pressing on my lips
It used to feel good and I'm the misses
Hey just know I understand
The world is
Detroit to D.C. night train, Capitol, parts East.
Lone young man takes a seat.
And by the rhythm of the rails,
Reading all his mother's mail
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