Lyrics:
I ain't the son of the seventh son, black cats won't cross my path
Good luck comes I just watch it run and it sure does run out fast
I wasn't born
Good artists copy great artists steal
will come to you.
I'm a good luck charm,
Honey, don't you worry 'bout me.
If a black cat crossed your path, little woman,
Would you walk along with
cats, keep away from me
Take my advice, go shinning up a tree
I got hard luck, the hardest kind a luck you'll find
I ain't lyin', I've got the bluest
good luck.'
'Bad luck can't do you no harm.'
'Keep your black cat bone and a mojo hand.
'I guarantee you'll never go wrong'.
(guitar solo
.'
'Bad luck can't do you no harm.'
'Keep your black cat bone and a mojo hand.
'I guarantee you'll never go wrong'.
(guitar solo & instrumental)
That's
Ain't superstitious,
Black cat crossed my trail.
I ain't superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me so far,
And I
artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this rap
Get a shovel for them cats
I will six feet deep artists
Who rap like rap is supposed to sound?
New cats
Don't want a four leaf clover
Don't want an old horse shoe
Want your kiss 'cause I just can't miss
With a good luck charm like you
Come on and be my
an artist is a fragile life
And it's something I have always believed
The memory cuts like a knife
All the good that I did was for nothing (ah)
All
Don't want a four leaf clover
Don't want an old horse shoe
Want your kiss 'cause I just can't miss
With a good luck charm like you
Come
good luck
A black cat has crossed my path
Tell me what's good luck about that
[Chorus:]
Hate and greed
Swollen and sweet
Let's start this
baby one more kiss, it brings a little luck to the night
Artists got their easels, they're ready on the mark
Gonna try and take the pictures
values
When you associate with secular artists in the R&B hip-hop world
Here he comes
I cannot believe the controversy shrowding this man
Mr.
Maserati matte black, getting head on a good day
When I go get the new Bentley
I just wanna flex on my bitch, she a bird
Yeah, dat way
Pick up the phone
Ain't superstitious,
Black cat crossed my trail.
I ain't superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me so far,
And I
You can break a mirror
Light three on a match
Walk under a ladder
Kick a black cat
Try your luck in Vegas
Shoot nothing but craps
But I'll
totally deluded
You'll end up old and lonely
If you don't get a bullet in your head
Good luck good luck
Good luck in your new bed
Enjoy your
chillin' in a sauna
You need a lawyer, and a good manager
Without this, the record companies won't be havin ya
So I'm grabbin' ya now and showin' ya
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
over the neighborhood
That is true sign of death, baby, that ain't no good
Well, I'm not superstitious, but that black cat across my trail
Well, I'm
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