Lyrics:
Jesus loves the little children, all the little children of the world
Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight
Jesus loves
black unification
Debatin' whether Satin is situatin'
And placin' me in a state of mind that can't be shaken
It's like a leech slurrin' my specch, energy
Black Girl
You were carefully made by the hand of God
The Potter made you a masterpiece, and I hope you recognize it
Your brown eyes mirror your
dress sense
Threatened by my skin & my strength
And my wit and the length of my hair
Justify myself walking anywhere
And they don't care
Freeze - Hands
get ours though (Yeah)
Smoking swishers bumping that old jigga
I'd rather die like a man than live like a hoe nigga
Twin glocks in my arm's length
weight gain, the movie orchestrated by A-Train
And Me, I get up on a track and roll heavy shit yeah freight train
Swear to god, im always on my a game
Life
bengaline
Arms length
We don't deal with the ones that's tampering
We got the keys to the uh
My bad did I take it too far?
Burnt some bridges, it was like he
length, though
My time flies by at a trains pace, so
I hate my youth and I hate my spirit, and
I know my mind and that's why I fear it
Come on brother,
Like a fly batters itself against a window
Time and again and again it senselessly blunders
Up and down the length of West Broadway
the bag lady
Came to, motivate us to the length
Effort of strength makes you grow inch by inch
Takin' no mediums or small at all
We gotta walk not crawl
History, black history
No president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets try to flip some keys
So a nigga wont go broke
Then they put us in jail
Sometimes at night
The black sky shines so bright
Bring more light then the sunniest days
Don't you feel that spirit?
Dont you feel that spirit?
managing(huh uh)
Resorting to funds yet niggas steady gambling(ok)
Phantom of the opera
Black Sinatra
Kentucky Derby horses sure to trot ya
Just for
the wheel
Real fashion feel
Tri-Jack it, black it for more
Handcuffs with special keys
Triple locked and been down defiled
It's a V. S. I.
Throw
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
and mountains
Fountains rivers lakes brooks and ponds
Inhabit by rabbit snakes and swans
Energy is solar life barreling beyond the sun controller
black unification
Debatin' whether Satin is situatin'
And placin' me in a state of mind that can't be shaken
It's like a leech slurrin' my specch, energy
mind since I don't know Mortem like I spit a graveyard Mandingo in
a full length flow I'm from the back of the heaven called : MISS YOU THOUGH ! Blessed
always go to any length it's not too far to go
To show you always hold you and lift you up
And just support you
And carry the weight and the burden up off
mind, was essentially the key When I tried to run it by, told me that's For me to keep
What if preaching to the choir was the way that got me fire
I be
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
History, black history
No president ever did shit for me
Had to hit the streets try to flip some keys
So a nigga wont go broke
Then they put us in jail
you ready?
I wanna take you way back
To when a girl on a mike?s worth
Wasn't determined by the length of her skirt
I mean way back to creativity before
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