Lyrics:
to get my hands on, my dirty dirty hands on, a smoke is what I need
Can you heal my mighty black lung
My might black lung
Mighty black lung
My might black
me gently by the hand
This was our happy 'ever after'
So motherfucker kiss the ground
She had a red red scarf
Around her neck
Her eyes were
fighting on the phone
This evening i bought back dvds
But im alone with the TV
Verse 2:
My head in my hands
Staring right at my hair brush on the table
with you (all night long)
I saw you standing down by the stage
Your black stockings and your see through dress
Your mouth is open but I don't want
boots by your little bare feet
Let it out, tell me right now
Everything I need in them white cotton sheets
Dirty dance me slow in the summertime heat
at the gates of hell, we are prepared for attack
the fire is our breath, the night is black like our soul
fueled by rage and sin, poison in our veins
monkey do
I'm comin' with black gloves to snub his old chunky, too
African gold dentals, iced out medals
I seen niggas get murked by the heels
think I'm gonna start me a fire
Got my matchbox in my hand
Burnin' up the pages in my little black book
Start my life all over again
I don't need
marking for death as a funky rhyme sayer
Corruption flows from the cops to the mayor
Mali troops will run through your resident
In my hand will
back
Killing these niggas in all black
Look at these bitches, tryna broadcast
Bad, it's two, it's not even nobody bad as you (oh yeah)
Come on,
on the right, and they be screaming like
(HEY!)
I got them folks in the back, man they be yelling like (HO!)
I got them folks down front, waving they hands
as I punch counter, in bunches out of anger
I once encountered a stranger in a dumb gown
Black hoodie with a scythe, shit, I laughed in his face, spit
yet the temple, I'm comin to your town
Black down, the rental, car, the pistol
YAH! If you don't want a burn from Glock
Then beware, I buck shots,
I want to be blinded by your brown eyes
When I have to die I want to cut my veins on your lips
I have not yet ruled enough
My hands in chains
with the ice, when the
(crrrck) it'll quick drop
Passed by the trap, that's wassam
You can get by! Retarded!
Stripper getting money by the ziplock
the real, all you crab-crab know the deal)
Let's pay homage to Illmatic
Let's put the crown where it's at
Ten years
Never been done this real by nobody
Brown.
"You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down."
Yes, so my name is Willy Lee
If you got a warrant you better read it to me
I shot her down cause
Real shit for my people
And it just don't
Drop it like oh yeah
That's so trashy
How low can you go
How dirty can you get nasty fucker
Drug
She's feeling kind of dirty when she's dancing with him
Forgetting what she told me by the water fountain
Now he's grabbing her hips and pulling her in
kid Drag strike a light
Fuck five mics, my fire burn the wire
'Cause we the niggas that plug
Wrap 'em in the rug
Flames mini blowing on my hands
punch counter, in bunches out of anger
I once encountered a stranger in a dumb gown
Black hoodie with a scythe, I laughed in his face, spit
Bi- gave me
stand against the wall (wall), even if I don't, we all fall (all fall)
Black man, can you lend a hand? (Hand) We loadin' up, takin' back what's ours
ain't hard,
Stomp that ass out like a million man march
Sawed off shot gun hand on the pump, finga on the trigga
Ready to dump
Blow a motherfucker
Ramello's pops from Sugarhill
J be the 'cause for the kiss at your wake
Cartel lips, spitting clips at your face
We started from the bottom
You'll see beg
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