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Black hair falls across his face
The kind that makes my little punk heart ache
He's so lost in all the guitar strings
That no one else here means

to feds
I bring a veterans etiquette to the exodus
Talking a bunch of lie so I really gotta get rid of them
Exposing all the phony clones blown by their

I'm still in beast mode
Ayo, if Superman was black, would he still be a hero
Or a zero, or a villain, killin' competition motivated by millions, such

just your hope your flower blooms
I Won't paint this picture black
Won’t throw you off your track.

Oh I'm starry eyed
As I'm holding on to you
And your

alarm today
I'm that bin lading boi I'll bomb the state
I ain't come to stay I gotta post bond today
2 million in the bag, I ain't wanna brag
You

I'm sayin'? Haterade, tall cases
Everybody hate somebody
Guess we all racist
Black Eyed Peas do a song about love and y'all hate this
All these protests

that I have to keep it a stack
My last album dropped now where you at
My last fifty went into a pack
Now where all the bitches be at
Feeling so scrub,

feelings if a bitch got cooties
Gotta have that, hashtag please send nudies
Supernatural suicidal sex on shroomies
Two double dipped off duty
Fake friends

my notebook
Reason why the shows lit
Reason why I'm always on album mode
I gotta get the flows in
Unloading all my burdens
Forever on my toes like

from
Polish and beans
Black eyed peas
Sugar water
Bologna
Where I come from
It be hard to sleep
Learn from Ogs
Clutching
Rollins D's
Where I come from
It

elegance, so infinite
Now I'm feeling crossed eyed and discombobulated
On how I made it to this point from when I was a baby
I guess that's the repercussions

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Hip Hop Essentials [Box Set]

2006

feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta

I’m on that album shit, bitch
Got my nigga Philthy up in this motherfucker
(Got my nigga Philthy up in here) what up?
(What up?) j Stalin
Chill shit

I been hittin lows hittin hoes from the back
Track back on my heart all turns to black
Feeling so low so i turn to rap
Screaming words like why you

it's trouble, he steps outside his bubble
Emotions doubled
Haunts him just by the step of a puddle
I'll be damned, honestly wish I could say he was

A Charmed Life

J-Live

GP03

2002

absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read

By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready

slippin (I'm neva slippin)

Say what you want
I really give a f**k
Sleepin on me
Boi you gotta wake up
Going to the top
It ain't gonna be luck
Black Eyed

thoughts by my window
In a black dress
Death chillin in da corner wit
A blunt lit
Planning on my death
They gonna kill me for da sun set
Gotta get it how u

shakin'|From the top floor, down to the basement (aha)|And the black guy is Scandinavian|Better believe, I've got this feeling, Black Eyed Peas|Make you put

Peel the white sleeve off the black vinyl record
Blow the dust off the grooves and only grip it by the edges
Turn the player on and then ya move

Not Black Eyed Peas but you know imma rock it
Temp not the only thing here that was droppin 
Light on her body she shine like a diamond 

Text in my

the ancestral words inspired by the throne of Kwame Nkrumah

Ghana stand up real shit
Black power classic raps
Uh this from my heart
I'm preaching my own life

Hov in ‘03, I feel like Hov in ‘03
Black album then I’m back out, Yuh
Hov in ‘03, I feel like Hov in ‘03
Black album then I’m back out, Yuh
Cha, ya

a backbone
Little by little I'm only buying black owned
I'm talking about the motherland
Got another plan
We gon do the running man
Take our people back home