Lyrics:
crazy there's another world on the other side of town
Pastor rollin' up in that Rolls
Pullin' up in that Holy Ghost
Preaching, while niggas dying by
need holding
And no holding back, I'll see you through
Sky blue and black
Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins
Her head rolls back and forth
Against the billows of her long black shiny hair
As she contemplates the ecstasy
Of another love she wishes was
your destination, but alas and alack!
You need some compensation to get back in the black
You take your morning paper from the top of the stack
can keep
There's a fever on the freeway, blacks out the night
There's a slipping on the stairway, just don't feel right
And there's a rumbling in
of my friends
Are not dead or in jail
Through rock and through stone
The black wind still moans
Sweet revenge
Sweet revenge
Without fail
I caught
And they did not notice me
I've been in every black hole
At the altar of the dark star
My body's now a begging bowl
That's begging to get back, begging
[Grym Reaper (Gatekeeper)]
(Black woman)
She's never gonna come back
(Princess)
She's never gonna come back
(I never find another honor like a track)
Way back in '29, 1929, somewhere in Coffeeville
Was a Honky tonk named Big Mable Murphy
She had a sweetheart, mean Little Melvin
And hell would fly
wit' me in that black truck
Please do not act up
We finna blatt stuff
Rockin' dat black stuff
I'm in that hawk like damn, try catch us
Double my cup need
And they did not notice me
I've been in every black hole
At the altar of the dark star
My body's now a begging bowl
That's begging to get back, begging
need holding
And no holding back, I'll see you through
Sky blue and black
Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins
black, white, dirty
(Moments)
Shiver down my backbone
De La is also back again
With a crew that's bound to pack them in
Got a girl who's up for
your destination, but alas and alack!
You need some compensation to get back in the black
You take your morning paper from the top of the stack
it on back, lean it on back)
(Lean it on back, yeah)
Like a pocket seat of a black Camaro
And a spot out by the lake
Where we turned up, we
No more watchin' the world from my doorstep
Passin' me by
And I just keep changin'
These colors, colors, colors, colors
I'm not in the same place
holding
And no holding back, Ill see you through
Sky blue and black
Where the touch of the lover ends
And the soul of the friend begins
Theres a need
But at a half a mile from heaven you dropped me back
Down to this cold, cold world
Took me riding in your rocket, gave me a star
But at a half a mile
you back
Give me one last video, just dressed in black, dressed in black
Give him a chorus and that bit at the end
Where he wails on and on 'bout
Here I'm going
Wlakin' with my baby in my arms
'Cuz I am in the wrong end of the eight ball black
And the devil, see, he's right behind us
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes
Black by Blessed boy
Vibing with the Blessed boy
How they hate me being black
Black black black black
How they hate me being black
Black black
when nothing mattered
And I feel that time passes by, regrets for the rest of my life
The ones who I confide were gone in the black of the night
oh oh
In my little black book
There's someone I used to know
Day by day time slips away
Where did our love go
In my little black book
You're
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