Lyrics:
've talked of life
And what would make the world so nice
We've walked the sand by lover's sea
I've held your body close to me
And it is so pretty
it's everywhere and the whole world is a-quaking
As we turn onto this road we all seem to be taking
And you can't help thinking these things on the roads
fire I am a man that everyone desires
I am the leader everyone's inspired by Hit the ground and now we flyin' high
Every bar I spit, it's all true Born
looking in the mirror at this ALL BLACK image
Hotter than yo' mama's Sunday cooking in the kitchen
ALL BLACK tint, can ya' tell we looking
You can't see me
here
A little bitch can get slammed
Like a pog in here
Don't make a nigga jog in here
Came to fuck these pussies
I'm too raw in here
Say somethin, get
better when you know you got a mack
(Sheesh) did it by any means
Shout out to all of my queens
That'll push you to be great
Make you wanna never slack
Black dove, black dove, black dove
You can see it in her walk
Black dove black dove black ...
Yea she do what she wants
Yeah
We
Verse 1:
Bopping up
got it all
(But we gon' take it)
But we gon' take it, take it
(We'll watch you fall)
We'll watch you fall, fall
(While you watch us make it)
While you
villan
He be payin crooked officers for ruthless killings
Truth it’s sickening,
Livin in this screwed up system
Black man, got ability to make them wanna
the unfortunate
Hallways covered up in black spray paint
Black windows make it look hard for a black man to escape
Outside is black rain
Black clouds that just
doctrines miseducate them
Kill you broad day and make a holiday to celebrate them
It's devastating
We fought back and elevated
You melaninated
You Black it's
But idk what the fuck we was running from
Deal wit us
Know
Feel to uh...
Wake up knowin you got black powers
I jus blame it on my black powers
I’ma
shipped I'm the mailing man
It's said and done, you can get freeze or we make it bang
When we fresh outta the place we more than fam
Black street B is more
on pump two plus power ball Black
On a serious note man I'm tired of it
Always terrified when we hear sirens coming
We supposed to feel protected
Always
teeth.
It's more like hundred mile nol and know mor men but you can make my teeth growl.
You could make my underworld. Its a big dark world now, its
hang can a nigga bang
Hittem with the chopper
Nigga we create a flyin'
Hop out with the chopper my nigga
The trappin' happin' we can make it happin'
When I'm on the phone I'm the king so bow down (Ayy)
I'll make you eat your words I'm sure it tastes like sour kraut
You'll have more coming towards you
by these hams just because my skin is black
Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black Black
Got damn Like damn why they messing with
black cops in cars profilin
Hardcore kids in the West got stress
In the East we are chased by the same black beast
The black cop is the only real
take it away, no-one will take this moment away, stop clapping'
If we just let the little hurt……
'Bloody Richard fucked up the song again'
'Can you
Black Mob
Call it the slums, call it the ghetto
Whatever you call it,
We wanted niggas living lawless,
Get wit it or get got,
You don't wanna get
cap Black kicks on my feet black Nikes in my circle make my cipher complete Black skin black love black look good on me black gloves black mask when
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
Knowledge that we drop, you don't even build with
That's like me winnin a rap Grammy, givin it to Lyn(?) Smith
[Chorus]
[Jo Black]
Yo, yo
Everything
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