Lyrics:
tongue hun
Skin looking like you're from where the sun's from
Baby girl it's trip out here
For a black girl you gotta have your wits out here
Annie baby
deal that's never comin' like a priest
Black and white like a nun
These up-and-comers our sun like the break of dawn
So follow your father like
strings to get attached (oh yes)
Black diamonds are the hardest ones
The thought of it just gets me rough
As they tell in the tribe of the old sage
No
black and white we call it a coulee in Lafayette Lafayette
Felt like I lost my mind one day and slept on the coulee yea
And the water was running right by
of the 12 tribes
Israelite vibes
Only Canaan you know about was burned in a fire but came out alive
Misfit don't bleed how u bleed,these fools not in my
is so slim
Fuck a bad bitch in the attic no kid
Talking my shit you can't do what I did
I'm going platinum every life that I live
I was getting head in
get caught up in appearance
It's Outkast, Aquemini another Black experience
Okay
Even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die
Horoscopes often
get caught up in appearance
It's Outkast, Aquemini another Black experience
Okay
Even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die
Horoscopes often
levels look stupid
I'll bust out these bars like el chapo leaving prison
Don't drop the soap after working in the kitchen
Wait listen, don't skip it,
dodging the cops and the drug dealers
Man
We used to smoke Blacks by the creek
20 years old
Toting crack by the seats
Telling me I can't smoke a cig in
hurt
Even though the sun ain't out you
Refuse to take ya shades off
You starin' at the tombstone
Wishin' you could rip the fuckin' name off
Me? I know
Sunk cost of substances I'm fiending
Got me fucked up
Got me blacked out in the corner
Out the door in early morning
Get ahead of today's scoring
By
One, one two
Check me out right here yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever
But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together
Better
in vain
while their prides in the way death invented the tomb
but we can overcome these tragedies in humanity
by lookin at life through the lens
golds for the fall? Naw
So don't get caught up in appearance
It's Outkast, Aquemini another Black experience
Okay
Even the sun goes, down heroes
by many men,
held in purgatory down in Pendleton,
My soul hurts man from all the years,
Of suffocating under all the tears,
My critics always got
Gave up to the sun that warmed us in the winter
In that pale sun, in words not understood
You took the breath out of my body, and you kept it
And where
by myself 'cause I'm out of angle
I ain't facin the east, tell the brothers I was shakin the beast
Had the nine and the eight in the streets
Open
all I knew, sun didn't shine
Never in my eyes
I found my light in this music shit
And did it all in black sweats
But this is truly just the beginning
[Prince Poetry]
The sun reflects off of the waves at sea
Rain support roots that implants the tree
There's a breeze - in the park, kites fly high
like a attic
First i tried it out den it turned into a habit
I'm lyrically dope so u kno i gotta have it
Go 2 sleep writing music wake up im bk at it
existence in this cosmic fight
Three-headed dead grandma with vulture claws
The Grim Reaper's cloak, shredded by the law
Giant Ratmen with swords made out
spit it, you love it
I just left from Newark
Got bands in my luggage
Play with you rappers, my nigga
This black mack take out my dick
Take a piss
Money on the floor bring money to the door
Dope in the attic got money on the floor
Money on the floor brings money to the door
If you ain't bout
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