Lyrics:
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He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
Alkebulan's a revolutionary
Dressed in all black nigga, very scary
My mind is my artillery
Control is their itinerary
They won't stop this
I know I’m broke but I got a penny for your thought
Is complicated is like my whole life has been explored
By the two faced demons that I had
always feel behind
In my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'
Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'
I said fuck tryin' and not doin'
Cause not
my grandfather was smart
And had a whole lot of pride he didn't
Speak a terrible amount
But you could tell there was a
Ton on his mind like a
Quiet
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
Nothing I'm a do is gon' work,
Diary of a black girl,
I wonder why I sit and cry,
Wish I could shed all these tears,
I'm down and out,
I'll keep on moving
of skinning the shit is so sickening
I'm notta racist my best friend is black
I'm notta racist cause rap I do listen
Ma'am you can be racist and not call me
Party!
(Okay party people in the house)
Yo yo, in the place to be
My name is MC Ice-T
I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me
We about to tear
so beneficial,
Black is never artificial
Black is so confidential,
Tupo low key so official
Ila tunakita kwa mikito,
Black is ma law black is my
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
hit your girl
Then this is my apology
Cause suckers that be tripping
About these bitches tryna body me
I'm about to go rope around my arm
Needle in it
to my mother to my friends aye yo
The black woman is beautiful girl let yo light glow
Black is beautiful all shades all hues
I’m Langston with my poems,
Them niggaz jumped out 12-gauge ( ? )
Give me the keys to your shit, or get shot in the rump
My girl got out first, they said (Ooh, look at that)
Not
living ain't right
Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back to the same fight
They got us suspecting a war
But the real war is to follow
your black hair and fat-ass thighs
Street poetry is my everyday
But yo, I gotta stop when you trot my way
If I was working at the club you would not
ever quote
My president is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too
My momma ain't at home and daddy still in jail
Tryna make
your black hair and fat-ass thighs
Street poetry is my everyday
But yo, I gotta stop when you trot my way
If I was working at the club you would not
your black hair and fat-ass thighs
Street poetry is my everyday
But yo, I gotta stop when you trot my way
If I was working at the club you would not
on the frame
She got a black girl name, she livin' black girl pain
This is for Makeba, and for my mamacita
What's really good, ma? I'll be your promise-keeper
Gettin' freaky in the club
That money
With the pretty kush taste like honey
By the way she's windin' it on me
My goodness girl you're so freaky, you're so
Hey yo black it's time
(yeah, yeah, hey yo black it's time)
If you knew my streets
You would know all everybody talk about is who got beef
Who
the unspoken truth
Hoping you'd see I, I'm keeping one open, too
Maybe they dislike me, all they do is spite me
I'm sharper than the black keys, in between
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