Lyrics:
Like a black-hearted vile thing
It's the nature of being
It's too many lonely nights
I can't tell bad from wrong
I can't pass you by
Too exchanging
Guerrilla monsoon rap all the shorties like "who dat?"
Got the whole crowd like "how ya do dat?"
Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread
King of pain
There's a red fox torn by a huntmen's pack, that's my soul up there
There's a black
Fascination by cruelty
Vicious infection
A sinking boat for rats, boundless ocean
Empty statements and mazy motions
Breaking on the wheel, Judas cradle
Black by Blessed boy
Vibing with the Blessed boy
How they hate me being black
Black black black black
How they hate me being black
Black black
were
Tryin' to make a livin' out of black-land dirt
But we'd get together in a family circle singin' loud
Daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor)
Me
I see your red door, I want it painted black
No colors any more, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
more
Why'd'ya have to leave me there
Hanging in my infant air
Waiting?
You only have to read the lines
They're scribbly black and everything
down beside me
Love ain't for keeping
Black ash from the foundry
Hangs like a hood
But the air is perfumed
By the burning firewood
The seeds are
The Reverend Mr. Black was my old man
You got to walk that lonesome valley
You got to walk it by yourself
For nobody else can walk it for you
You got
a good farm slowly die
Gone to Shiloh
For the Union
Shoulder to shoulder
Side by side
Gone to Shiloh
Hope springs eternal
When flags and bullets
Ride on, ride on friends of the black swan
Ride on, ride on do you know where she's gone
Gumdrops and Saturdays did Eric call by the way
He knew,
some)
Boom, boom, boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)
Niggas love to point the finger
Boom, boom,
age
When the bandstands had a thousand ways
Of refusing a black man admission
Black musician
In those days they put him in an
Underdog position
age
When the bandstands had a thousand ways
Of refusing a black man admission
Black musician
In those days they put him in an
Underdog position
to sit there and light up the hillside, sun-fried, black-eyed Sue
Lazy Susan, lazy through, all the hills in love with you
Courted and cradled by
Matching hair, matching clothes and eyes
Kinda like a tiger in heat
Red hot in black
Red hot in black
Revolution running through her veins
A radical
all should abide by
Big man said there was a code
By which we should live and we should die by
Beat shakin' like flour in paper bags
See 'em
Big blue blind black bird
standin' by, behind a breeze of boasting
Big blue blind black bird
standing by, under the sun
you're roasting
Big blue
til the end of time
Not alone here with you by my side
Everything is black, deep down, below
A blackened heart is beating in my core
Everything is
back, fanatic
Wither under looming shadow cast
Slip back, narcotic
Blinded by the ashes of the past
Staring into black lights
Choking on the stage
to the promised land
Well by and by we'll go there to meet them
By and by we'll go there to meet them
By and by we'll go there to meet them
Way over in
ya head with me
(Check it, check it)
Yo, case closed, erase my foes
Chased away by the black suits, shades and clothes
We above the law, Feds can't
I was standin' by my
Window yesterday morning
Without a thought of worry or regret
When I saw the postman
Comin' down the pathway
He was bringin' me
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