Lyrics:
who scream revenge.
Flying in the red sky,
piercing human shadows by black locust.
Approach the beast.
Faceless.
Pregnant women cry
for unfinished labor
the mentals
First saw Big Daddy at the place called Union Square
If you went in by yourself, it was a terror
See, I could do that 'cause my crew is kinda
boast hard, you'll get your salty ass crumbled like erb, word (hey man)
You heard it here first with your master plan in reverse
I ain't the one with
We're on the Blue Bell line
Getting on the Blue Bell line
Train whistle blowing as we're going back in time
Station master calling
All aboard
Thinkin' in this rental blastin' instrumentals
How we first met was all on my mental
It was at Great Adventure, the 'Batman Ride'
Thought I was deaded
long refrain
towards the master of darkness and pain
this fight will not be in vain
tonight the black and evil blood will rain
Beneath the blackened sky
first with your master plan in reverse
I ain't the one with the curse, so disperse, yes, catching blades
Niggas catching AIDS, niggas getting sprayed,
gun style
Call me One-eyed Willy since I sleep with my clothes
Make money with my partners as I murder my foes
In all black clothes like the Grim
Showing off my rap game like it was show and tell
Spitting more bars than incarcerated men in jail
Throwing out fire like a molotov cocktail
The Grandmother
Words & Music by Nina Jo Smith (BMI)
(c) 2018 Redwood River Music (BMI)
She pulled the curtain to one side
Heard the shout,
material
Bang on doors like Enoch, crush kill destroy a block
Dr. Smith, Will Robinson, head-bobbinson, attack the opposite
Alternate, demonstrate, throw {?}
to its primal point
My desire is the search
For the holy blackened grail
To devour the words of men
And reborn in light again
All the dark will fade away
malice knows
No bounds
Hatred flows within
Darkest thoughts pursue
Shadows blind your eyes
To the hearts of mortal men
You speak in tongues of lies
Your
Whose? Shadows in a paradise
Our days is count by the unknown
You will see a dim images when you immersed in a dreams
Spirit in black try to come to your
with a Braun
Sport a bald head, but never needed Hair Club for Men
Drop a SCUD, fully-capable, a form in a eclipse
Skips to backflips soon
my first album bout the brothers is back like men in black same city as Will
Freeway know for pulling the gat out all ya stacks haters want to rap
cut you with a knife
And now I'm begging, I'm begging for my life
She's running over me in her black Chevrolet
Down by the railroad tracks her heart is
They will set us on fire
Call us faggots in every language
In every tongue, from every religion.
Black Mothers will try to hide us while Black men cheer
Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your
master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here.
GUARD #1: Listen, in order to maintain
to fly by on my black Yamaha, that's winging
Some man do the crime and talk but that's singing
Not many man have been in the wars that I've been in
I
get ambushed, skate, try to avoid this
Side effects of, hot raps and hot tracks
A duffle bag full of guns son, dipped in black
My culture, glides
there?" "Louder!"
[Pharaohe Monch]
This is masterful, classical, material wax, imperial tactics
Black shit I master, traps that collapse backwards
All
on it, jump, scream, rap
Jumping rope, jumping Jack
Exercising our right to be more than shadows in the black
See us, see me
Not as an anomaly
word to Will Smith
Light up with the Word boy feeling really lit
I'll take yo instrumental I'll just redo it
Same rhyme scheme boy I'll fly through it
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