Lyrics:
Secrets uncloaked
If sky's the limit, then check your approach
HA!
Pushing the envelope
Head in the clouds
Both feet on the ground
Message to the world
Black boots, black pants, black hoodies, black masks, black gloves we dressed up like crows
Dark nights, dark days, dark souls, dark shades, dark
All right, let's get it
Silverado, black package
Dealership didn't have time to tag it
I whipped that bitch out the parking lot
Like I was dead
the speed of sound
Ooh, it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power
Big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it, I feed
bullied by Max?
We send a fuck nigga right to the sky
She wanna suck on my dick, I'm that guy
I cannot fuck on that hoe 'cause she white
Well actually I
Not tryin' to meet the lost soul, at the crossroad
We're bein' sucked up into the black hole
Young becomes old, mighty clouds roll
Unfold the scrolls
me either - but I
can't can't can't - can't say “me as well!”
Or or or, or "I understand" -
They're words that I live by - I don't open up!
Don't try
the month
No need to front
We cause the blood to gush
Operation push, it's the Wu!
You scarecrow, jump off the road
You best to reload, your gat black
And get
the same
Do you see the red circle?
Do you see the red circle?
The big red circle
Black stains black stains in my heart
I've got black stains black
pullin' me far deeper
Shootin for the sky, maybe I'm a scarred dreamer
Make it BIG Go BIG or go home
All my life put in work they don’t know
I be
the sky til we win
Everything big
Big chain big watch big lots
Cars parked all to the end
Everything big
If yo whole team pull up on the scene
Spending
a cataclysm, a new kind of "ism" your descendents they will recall
Days when I balled in the sky like prism, in your television watch your rocket go real far
America's Most drunk and blunted
Stick to fishes black widows kick this vicious
Hot shit bitch Wild Pitch
[Jah Skillz]
I'm
the police
Look
I'm black forces
I'm black power in black people
Skin black, hair black too
Black as the blackest evil
I'm black as big lips
Gold teeth
I'm
black forces
I’m black power in black people
Skin black, hair black too
Black as the blackest evil
I'm black as big lips
Gold teeth
I’m black as Jesus
Never put it on black cos black makes me feel like death
We ride out to the desert at midnight fire your gun into the big black sky, is this something
Oh no
The next days after fun in track 3
I was on Twitter, "Something's bothering me"
A couple more black men shot down
In separate cities, it
in water
You might be over him
He's somebody's daughter
As far as is well known
Send me a black one
Muzzled in a big fat one
Open with
the best thing in the sky right now
You the best thing riding by right now (oh oh oh oh)
You the best thing doin' it big right now (oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Let me tell y’all what this must be
A couple keys wrapped under
The Christmas tree
A few pan handling, black Mandarins
One off a Candler
you lies of the mics unlimited skies
While inside by the by he sits there questioning why?
He can't be the black guy to make all black guys fly
Sky high
always troubled me down to my cold black soul
That I won't be around to see the sun get swallowed by a big black hole
You know I got them daytime blues
and got light from a prism
Yeah,
That boy good like grannyÕs hugs
I mean good like making it big and showing ya family love
Im talking good like summer sun
rushes through the sky
Like the blurry memory of a race car zooming by
My fingers shiver
My shutter shudders
Not fast enough to capture where the wind
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