Lyrics:
Last Poet
Cadence on that, Black Magic
Swanton to the Bomb, drop jewels up in the calm
Forgetting your accolades when I’m steady grooving souls
In a city
stripped
And torn down by his black brothers and sisters
That were uneducated and that did not know
And he was stripped
And he was torn down by his
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
the barber and the black rooster little by little vanished in the air.
So the black bird spreads its wings upon the sea,
Flying over the clouds,
Far beyond
an angel
I must be dreamin'
In her magic hands she holds the key to my succeedin'
It's black and has a trackpad and I just got my life back
Typing in a hurry
to the Maybach
I got the key to the Phantom, uh uh
I got a .38 special
It got black tape 'round the handle, uh uh
I got a lock on my shoe
That's a Buscemi
Hmm, ah
I see a red door and I want to paint it black
No colors in my life, you better turn them black
I see them walking by dressed in their
I'm black myself
I pick the banjo up and they stare at me
'Cause I'm black myself
You better lock your doors when I walk by
'Cause I'm black myself
Hmm, aahhhh
I see a red door and I want to paint it black
No colors in my life, you better turn them black
I see people walking by, dressed in their
em how to soar nigga
Keys open doors, not afraid
Whoever walk straight through the flames is not afraid
Never livin by sight, by my faith I'm not
use my brains when I'm ("drivin' round")
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting at the door
We bout to go ("drivin'
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I
to start I don't need the keys
In a Sprinter three in the back Window's tinted
Like we in black Diamonds dancing
But I don't need Them to glow
Milk Black Milk
Milk Black Milk
Milk Black Milk
Milk Black Milk
Milk Black Milk
How d'it get hectic so quick?
Tar sands oil out the pipeline drips
When I wear this black tee
When I look through my mask see, see
When I smoke some other good weed
I am the King of Keys
I am the King of Keys
I am
are fictional stories
The only time you push keys is when you use
Them to lock the door on your homies
How could anyone call you loyal?
Your own block
use my brains when I'm ("drivin' round")
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting at the door
We bout to go ("drivin'
connection
All the triborough got the back of black connection
My huggy bear connect, connect
Me cautious, I enter a flamin' scorch, you by the door
Hmm, aahhhh
I see a red door and I want to paint it black
No colors in my life, you better turn them black
I see people walking by, dressed in their
When I wear this black tee
When I look through my mask see, see
When I smoke some other good weed
I am the King of Keys
I am the King of Keys
I am
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I
team
All the OGs they done left the scene
Young nigga like 16 Glock with a beam he'll been runnin things
Got the playground locked down weed by the slide
Black as Martin get beat in the streets
Black as murder by the hands of police
That's why I'm black in the streets
And I'll be happy when I'm black
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