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kiss me But she loves me so she understands
The passion that I'm discovering delivering
c newborn baby with my own hands
Looked in his deep, dark-brown

Tattoo

Legit Ballaz

Legit Ballaz Respect the Game, Vol. 3

2003

up this zig-zotic hot mama out by the Ville then
I'm talking top flight, high priced brown sugar
With the curly butter, thick hips and all 
With

a neechie go stupid and dumb cuz that's how we do where I'm from
No, no, I don't live by the gun but yet I still love to shotgun
Like Metro don't trust you,

been working on my melody
While y'all out here acting out, I'm working on my energy
Nineteen, I've been trying to go and find identities
Close friends by

8:46 i look thru the list 
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in

a crown
You can tell or see by my roots
Brown skin color
Melanin chocolate
Glow in the summer
Smile on Colgate
She love cucumber
Shawty is vegan
Pump like

She said goodbye to her parents' house
Kissed her Daddy while her mama cried
Boarded a train like a carousel
She hummed the song that the ice cream

numbers like Drizzy or calculus
Don't mind me as I wait, I'm just gathering thoughts
I love you mama, cause of you see I'm cut from a different cloth
My

Embrace :

Bring it by
In the sunlight
Let it shine
In the moonlight
Without the sun
There's no daylight
Candle lights in the nighttime
Let them

It’s really nothin just to just to keep you smilin
You can come and kick it like monks straight outta Shaolin
Brown skin mama
Always avoid the drama
You

brown, Blue black The perfection
Complex dred Help me sense the direction
Blessings rain down Tears fall for protection
Dirt stained hands In a prayer

gossip up
land by sea I call home
I'm out grown all this bull shit
Trying to make some new shit
Yeah I'm the process I might loose it
That's ok
I sold my

me well (brrr, brrr)

I had a brown-skin girl, same color as my Dutch
She said, "Holly, go drag your nuts" (drag your nuts)
She queef melodically,

Marijuana charge tell em where the trees at
When I'm with the crip cousins where the C's at
Walk by the blood homies Ima B back
When I ride round the hood

Earth angel, earth angel
The one I adore
Love you forever and evermore
Wait, yeah, let me take you back to the future

Marty McFly, mama so fly, she

stand up, like Chris Tucker
Slide up on my bitch, with a rubber then fuck her You motherfucker

Complexion drive, and flakey, but make no Mistake, g
Bar

mic
Right on time

Yo con sativa smile
Tengo mi propio style
Me da igual lo que pensáis
Right on time

He estado un tiempo en stand by
Me ha hablado

that new Tesla, I'ma need that roofless
Huh
Lobster and steak Ruth's Chris
Huh
Niggas cannot do this
On my mama gotta tie up this knot for loose lips
Huh

keep it real
Who'da thought mama son would become a bum same
One wishing he was Raphael when he was young
Now I sleep in a subway like a turtle
Running

Josephine

DL

The Brothers [2001]

2001

a pen, ill be home around 10
And if you just let me in, I'll be your new best friend
And just when I'm about to leave, yo she pulled me by my sleeve

is my home populated by savages man
Did you know that this place we call home
Was a social experiment
Set up by the government
To keep us in poverty

Can't Get Enough

Raghav

Storyteller

2004

jigar

Stand by here we go again 
Just you let me wait let me know again 
Ain't nobody special girl I'm jus a friend 
I bet you can't recall my name

With 5 5 brown eyes smile like J. Lo

Left thigh right thigh
Tight like west coast
Hello pretty mama
Caught you from the side of my eye

Ya feet

hush lil baby you don't gotta cry

I know this life is hard you just gotta try

Everyday steady workin we just gettin by

Skin brown with the curls yeah