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You
See
My
Soul
Black
Heart
Of
Gold
Hoo HOO!
She said
I can see the man in your eyes
Deciphering the plan in your mind
The sand in your socks

till my whole team struck gold
I'm in a different mode
Living by a different code
Every couple months gotta change it up
Tryna cop my mom a new garage
So

Everything not gold, that's why so many fools gon' fall for things that they told
Fall out the ranks with niggas, weeks ago was they bros
You name

easy to get, I'm playin' Russian Roulette
Y'all sellin' out for the check, we holdin' out for the kids
Free black and don't flip
Gold ropes to whole

He did dominate the field. So that's the way the darn thing was
And he can do everything everyone or anybody else can do
But he can do it better.

Seasons changing from green to gold
Auntie Mary Jane died at 98 years old
Mum coming out of surgery smiling
Some new tiny sprouting seedlings
A photo

learned to chip a brick and
Turn my wrist to gold (A Rollie)
I been stuntin' on these niggas
Like I'm Stone Cold (Stunna)
And that kick out the fifth
Felt

these cantrips, can't trip me say "ike"
Butter and gold, you already know, fly like an Elytra that's "Durag Mode"

Tango with a stirge queen (My queen)

pack at four
Rock rap shows, L be on the map when I blow
R&B rap takes it in the ass-crack slow
At my last show, I snatched gold black Jesus
It’s a Black

and I'm kill 
Yeah I'm really from the jungle
I was raised by bears 'n' deers 
And I still yeah rep Hastings 
Black and Gold is how I live 
Yeah I do

a nigga like a fuckin' ash
Two twins, Mary-Kate, Ash' (yeah)
Two dicks up a bitches ass
My dick, my Glock, girl (uh)
That's what I mean by that (yeah)

bodies on Euson Road
Their outlines softened by the black dust
All was still houses locked and empty , shops closed
But looters had helped themselves

a stage like machete blades
So they can all witness my Hail Mary phase
Hands down to stand down ground
Crooklyn to Chi Town
Where all the black innocent

about The King
Covered and fur and jewels
From the crown to his rings
Smothered in gold and minuscule gems
Surrounding him and everything
Up in his castle

Nine

Dianne Reeves

Quiet After the Storm

1994

dutch, kick ball, hop scotch, bobby socks
Mary Mack all dressed in black
Who is that? Can she play jacks?
I'm the doctor, you're the nurse
Whatchu'

Got Feeling like shit I'm Mary way I'm getting it popping yo
Got multiple hustles
I just need one to hit
Need more gold on my wrist, can cop whatever I

Dallas be dem boyz
So let's make some noise
Winning rings not toys
Polamalu troy
This ones a hail mary
My flows kinda scary
Make the opponents weary
All

There's a rainbow stretched out high above this little farming town
On the outskirts where a pot of gold might lay
One time I picked up Mary Jones, and we

ace case and keep that shit coming
Got a band on this horse race
I'm living mafios, chains are Versace gold
Diamonds in the watch, got him sick, about

No. 8

Statik Selektah

8

2017

ya
Out we lurkin' all day, and if I happen to catch ya, two things, black bag or a stretcher
I'm back and I'm fresher, never been to college, no

Don't miss the message 
Come get the message gurl
Hahaha
Sheesh 

America on scary
Baby Jesus Joseph Mary 
New Orleans No Levy 
My people drowning

wanna hold figures, fuck being a broke nigga)
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Viga
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
Rocking Girbaud

on my Patek
Took them cuffs off totin' automatics
This the shit we get a rush for
All this rose gold look like duck sauce
In the Maybach with a young

for black in highlighter fields
Just more whimsy to be revealed
Sometimes I get a bit on edge, living constantly carefree and disheveled
But it's cool