Lyrics:
(Hook)
Johnny why you gotta be so cold
Running down on me for some o's
another dead black man in the road
bullet holes
Johnny why gotta be so cold
the carnage end?
Who will save us from the lord of the dead?
453, on his wedding night
Atilla Is dead
Killed by his bride
on a wedding day
Church stands all deserted
I've tried to find some brighter note
inside my mind I finally wrote
A Black symphony
When darkness steals
on
Party here and two weddings every month
As a kid, I would always get annoyed
But now looking back, those the things that I enjoyed
Minecraft, Black Ops 2,
On the way to the job centre Tuesday
I was accosted by little green men
They had large brains, they put me in neon chains
cnd I missed my signing on day again
the broom
See I'm talking wedding bands
Getta dj, getta band
Black love in the mix
Live soul sang free
From the soul of Isaac Hayes
To the beat from Tay Keith
his wedding ring
Power's aphrodisiac, addicts die of thirst
The new El Presidente saw his bubble finally burst
And the king returned from exile, by
What a beautiful day to love tall women
I go by the name of Brooklyn west
I rep that sunny side shroomy gang
Black Queen amazon goddess
Told her I'm
(Marian has a feeling that something is not
Right there is foreboding in the air
She goes downstairs there are
Servants scurrying around
In black
em be
Karma is a bitch but you would think she wants a wedding ring
Hit him like I'm tyson if he ever try to play with me
Black and white that's what's
wedding day
If we could go back in time
In that old DeLorean
I would change a single, a single thing
You'd be by my side
We'd be young again
Living in
She's got a mole on her left cheek with three black hairs
Bought a beat up Ford with what she'd saved for a wedding gown
Couldn't fall in love until
to find one circumstance
Of dignity
I went to the wedding of Mary Lou
She said "I don't want nobody see me talkin' to you."
Said she could get killed if
The real
Im
In the
Field
Armed
With
A steal
Hard not
To kill
Y'all know
The deal
All this
Is real
Long live
The real
Surrounded by
People
Who don't
and he's climbing higher
Everybody's trying to get a little bit
Further ahead by any means a little bit
Of give and take it if you need and live with it
Like crack pipes
I can see the true colors
Hiding under that black light
Shine sparkle
Fade away
Deep in that black night
My fingers on the green like
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
Goose and Gander
A lively romance in the middle of the swamp
Lit up by the autumn moon as they romped
Leaves turning colors like the dancing of fire
a dream by his side on his team like Coretta with the KIng
I mean, like the wedding with the ring
I'm the cheddar to his cheese, by his side siamese
Black
this
Time crumbles when the jet black M5 rumbles
All from what I did last summer?
But motherfuckers forget
Till I'm back up on the set
Every
in her jet black hair
Over sixty years I've been loving her
Now we're sat by the fire in our old armchairs
You know Nancy, I adore ya
From a farm boy
Lap dance, hands tied, get free or I’ll die dreaming
Her ass lifted, divine demon. Wax dripping
Dark Knight in a black fitted, last Gotham city rogue
Summers coolin' off by the fire hydrant. Yeah I'm from the ghetto,
Where old black women talk about they sugar level, It's not unusual,
To see photos
cruel
For giving me the fear of really losing you
Verse 2
I see a door we painted red
On a house we’d go and overspend
White for weddings black for
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