Lyrics:
Black album cover
Black disk black sleeve
Enigmatic vision
My world is conceived
Vulnerable reflection
Turbulent repose
Fragile emanations
I wryly
leather and black
My hair was combed by a laser
Yours is a little bit messy in the back
We're in a neon pyramid
At the entrance to the hall
They've got his
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
in town (you know)
With the back of my Caddy slanted down (you know)
And the mack goes black if you ask around (you know)
Put some hash in that
niggas so live, why the fuck would I care
When that lambo flow by, y'all suckas gon' stare
And all them haters gon' hate
Fuck them, 'cause all them hoes
went black
I've been sitting in my room
When I travel the streets, I be breaking cars
I can't stop getting car accidents breaking my bones
I hope by
The most important artist of this
Generation over 21 Grammy's
6 Consecutive number 1 albums one of the most
Impactful voices to ever grab
[Operator]
Too Black Records
[James A. Smith]
Yeah, this is Jay
[Operator]
Hold on, Jay
[Too Black Records Representative]
Hey Jay, long
'cause I'm coming, it's my album
And for the record, meaning my record, check it
Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it
But in
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
rights for a lil' bit fame
Get in bullshit fights for a lil' name
To get noticed by some niggas that don't give two fucks about you
Till you make 'em
Kayne
I gotta thank him for the love on the album
I knew out on Electric Circus he get it by any means necessary, like Malcolm
I tried a single shot
niggaz and by the way all my niggaz move boulders
Like Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gat
I'm young and black with a chip on my shoulder
Its
Daję luz
Okey skończ
Pies to dog Bart to Katt Cat to kot
Pies to mops Jack Daniels Russel Crowe
Małpki w sklepie Małpki w zoo
Spoko ok nie ma co gadać
an album, get classes
[Chorus]
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns come through
Nigga, mine real
That Rollie you wearin' foolery, nigga
Mine real
I'm selling narcotics, so you know how come
I'm still balling on niggas without an album
voltage of an eel
Truth that I reveal'll
Crush the amateurs who scream they keep it real
Caesar black down, hoodied up in fatigues
Part-time minor
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
black ass got older
No matter what I just kept at my trade
I made mistakes but stayed sharper then a Ginsu blade
It ain't clean in these streets, it's
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
off
How, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
'cause I may have drowned
Hotel notepad, three pens for five dollars
Black, red and blue, recommended by scholars
On foot, talking loud and telling
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