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watchin me with recorders
My name Christian cooper, a bird connoisseur
Got my life put at risk by a white womans lips
Watchin birds in the trees
Thought she

Red, Black & Blue
Lyrics by Jesse Blaze Snider

This is my new big stick policy, straight from my lips, to your ears.
This is my new foreign policy,

Going out for a late night
Sky's black and it feels just right
Not scared that we could die 
Diamonds on our fist if we wanna fight
Putting on our

with the ice, when the
(crrrck) it'll quick drop
Passed by the trap, that's wassam
You can get by! Retarded!
Stripper getting money by the ziplock

yeah, sip, sip
Don't talk back, don't do lip-lip
Butterfly door, I got a four by, four by, four by, four by, four by, four by
Black Ops three, gotta kuda,

Ms. Ebony! 
Beautiful skin that shines in the light
Goddess by day, Goddess by night
Ms. Ebony! 
I love your skin, I love your soul
When you got black

Black men don't cheat, you was blessed with the mouth
Them smooth lips bring addiction, I be digging it out
You make a nigga talk country, like I'm

and put it on the track 
I don't need to cop a Bugatti to show I'm makin racks
Put my heart in every line and they all tryna paint it black 
Damn, if u want

eye of Katrina
Might find what ya feelin if dyin is the meaning
No life for a demon no lie to redeem it
Show vice on a v-neck hold pride to the meaning

and cause more harm than Katrina,
Palm ya nina, I doubt they wanna spar if they meet us,
Do a drive - by, the only thing they saw was the GS,
Cut out

clean and about a year after my day one who seemed, to be on the same level now dead to OD

Thank god I got jenna my better place when I see black and let

Life has been a freakin mess, since I was a little shorty, by the time that I was fifthteen I had 2 have a forty.
Smokin reefa popin pills was my

bitch is wearing all black

Think about her all day
Just to fuck her all night
Plus ultra on this bitch
Might as well be All Might
I might

Make love in

Look I found my passion, as a black nigga
They thought it never happen
They telling me to stick to ball, or rappin
But I went my own route,

Ain't the way it's supposed to be
Till then Imma spill the tea
In these records I be spinning like it's Hurricane Katrina
And I can't trust the news
Cause

All aboard!
Coooooooon Traaaiin!
We have our honorary members today
Stacey Dash, Katrina Pierson, Sheriff Coon I mean Clarke
Sheriff!? Man this nigga

She fine as she age like good wine makeup and hair done
She said she know a plug up the road he never lay low
He black and mama Mexican streets be

nodded off the acid possessed by the man in black
Feel like Jeffrey my alter ego King Slatt
Crashing down your block
Yasuke a maniac
Bad bitch give me

cleaner
There's no oxy in these morans, homie I see it
It's a genocide from Brooklyn all the way to Pasadena
Katrina came for the culture, quarantine was

Blood cut into crack, praying for heart attack
bud, yes we talking that fat pack
Rud, I love red pull out that mac
Flood, shits been moving like katrina

breakin' her bed
Got them killers that'll slide for me, they in black and red
Keep on playin' with me, you gon' get killed, bitch you heard what I said

My

fast cars, my life up in that fast lane
Get mine the fast way, now they know me by my rap name
Meeting with the plug, negotiating the rates
Standing in

bitches just like bush did katrina
 Push her with the product like asbestos and FEMA
Ike and ms Tina, Magic nose like Sabrina
I got the pussy

Made in America

T-K.A.S.H.

Hard Truth Soldiers, Vol. 1

2006

The Last Poets - updated by Ethan]

I love niggas, because niggas are me. And I should only love that which is me. I love that you niggas go