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But you abide by it
We yelling black lives matter
They yelling all lives matter
They saying blue lives matter
But do my life matter
And do your life

honey
Your favorite flavor
Black Honey honey
Black Honey honey
Your favorite flavor

Wanna feel like me
Wanna glow like me
Sunkissed, big lips and big

Red Hot in Black

Rod Stewart

Rod Stewart

1986

from head to toe
The only record that she ever played
Was "just like a rolling stone"
We started talking by the candlelight
Her lips get closer

Suck It Up

She Wants Revenge

Valleyheart

2011

your lips, wanna trace your chest

Just don't you see, don't, don't you see
That this is the end, 'cause I believe it's you and I
There is no, no

Keep It Live

Jamal

Last Chance, No Breaks

1995

North Cacalac
She had this black little juvenile wild as hell that got busy
It's real so we packed up and bailed to the city
Together to shop around

Give It Up

Twista

Adrenaline Rush 2007 [Clean]

2007

now that's the way to get me

Thinkin? about how she suck
By the way she part them lips and let me look at that tongue
Thinkin? about how she fuck
By

a church boy, but inside he's still a thug
He was fired from his job, so he thinks of selling drugs
He holding on by a thread that was stitched with love
He

Somebody stepped inside your soul
Somebody stepped inside your soul
Little by little they robbed and stole
‘Till someone else was in control
I give

the fat kid in the basement
Devil's Night, we throwin' them eggs
Duck down and get hit in the head
Ruthless, my style is a juvenile
Ran with the gang, bank

deeds perfectly
Chicago Chicago, pastors and church folk do y'all know
Black children in the hood got dashed hopes
Satan waiting the bait is the cash flow

old back road
These roads, away from our homes
It brings us, all a smile
It takes us, back when we go
To being, a juvenile
Being so free and so wild

is this, all they do is this
I was at South Beach with them little dreads
Pool Palace I was throwing bread
Black flag I'm Boss bred
But got close

Everyday a hustle i'm living barely getting by
Rolling purp in a backwoods
Bathing ape on i'm stupid fly
I do this shit for you and I
Raping since

I would rather live it like a musical
Because I'm black and rap am I a juvenile?
Trump's in the office take it back to the crucible
Calvin Klein with

the diploma
And Yeah, it made me woke-r
So authentic you can’t broker
My style or my acceptance by
Community and culture
I understand I ain’t black
But that

some space
Hands up
Fake some grace
It's tough
Bonfire cinders are too hot to touch

A sullen sulk but my tongue was never black from the bulk of dirty

ima shake em down, take em out, like a substitution
Feel like Kodak Black on I'm on my path to institution
Everything aint what it seem it's just a big

on that stupid shit, more shoe-size than my age
Juvenile, but I'm through crying I just put it all on the page
Literally I'm lyrically the most legendary

the juveniles 

I try to run a bag

Meanwhile I'm reaching for the pole
Then I get morphed and compressed
And sucked right through the black hole
Got dumped in

out of bed, grab my pencil lead
Fuck textbooks I get my black-book instead
Double dose coffee to wake me from the dead
Spray on coats of Ralph Lauren,

between the pictures in my mind
I'm really gifted by design, it's Astral Jack not Asher Roth
Got tunes from the womb, clean moves, lotta juice
Like a lake,

meet
I try creep by
But they still see me
They wanna hate me cause they could never be me
These niggas be trippin on us
I already then peeped
I got this

Walk a Mile in my Shoes. By Poppa T

Verse 1
Slipping on my walking shoes, the black is shining through
My friends are at the door so it time to go

still hazardous
Hazmat, clutching their chests like asthmatics
For mathematics, a natural dash of black magic
Salute to new voices flexing power