Lyrics:
hoes story
Yuh, that's just the snippet
Get thirsty in the studio suck Kelp's tit
Yum yum, that's the titty milk I love
Bitch I smell bad, yeah Young
these niggas say
"Will Smith ever lack"
$AAC DIX and KK
You could Call it men in black
H-Hear these niggas say
"Will Smith ever lack"
$AAC DIX and KK
You
Cent, how it feel to rob an industry nigga?
I'll catch P and Silkk the Shocker right after the Grammys
And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami
Run
When American people say its disrespectful to the flag
When our athletes protest by kneeling
I wonder how will this nation respond to the murder
When American people say its disrespectful to the flag
When our athletes protest by kneeling,
I wonder how will this nation respond to the murder
Crack-Pipes
Many men high, Atmosphäre, Red Vibes
Left, right, alle rennen im Kreis
Back Lights, wenn der Black Benz heizt (okay)
Geldgeil, ihr wollt Klicks,
mother was racist
Which is crazy
'Cause how in the fuck is you gonna have
All these black babies with black men but you racist
Like bitch, that don't
Anthropologist
Will prove to be the culmination of events (Siyaya)
In this extraordinary case (NgoMkhonto Wesizw'eLusaka)
Yolanda Smith, CBS News, Johannesburg
treat us like opps to leave us dead in a box
Nobody love us but the hopeless, so we misunderstood
They feel like black lives don't matter, we just
Should’ve been playin ball but I love being a wordsmith
Young fresh prince but my mom's ain’t name me Will Smith (Nope)
Smith and Wesson, Brodie he
time for tryin' to stop a strike
His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand
What it's like to be in society with a shackle
years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich
They threw him in the hole one time for tryin' to stop a strike
His closest friends were black men
There in ten
Big R1, I'll be there in ten
Where and when
Big R1, I'll be there in ten
I am the bogeyman, scaring men
Call out my name and I
that'll make ya turn it up
And I was in the cut, chillin' in my drop-top Benz
with friends, loungin' with my mens, laughin 'bout all the ends
that I
just be hustling while swervin and swimmin
Like a magical landfish with nice feet in the dust of the desert selling
Drugs to violent men and promiscuous
Rihanna got a bil'
They gotta deal with the sisters
In pursuit of happiness
I ask God to Will Smith us
Blessed are the meek
We inherit Earth and then we
never left the cottonfield
You can be rich
The color of your skin
Determines what America you live in
A black men will always be a threat
Without a gun
at my rest
The B-I-G, W-I-L-L
King of swing, and I rock well
The nail in the coffin of your average rapper
Jeff do the ditto for your average
gracious
Look
Look
When circumstances are present and all the trauma has stood
Black men and women constantly feel misunderstood
Aforementioned in a shape
fall
Yo, I had a dream that one day
One million men stood strong and we called it
Black Monday
Black Monday
Black Monday
Black, Black Monday
By
out Madison square gardens
And I know Will Smith from talking to me
When we were on set on Men in Black 3
And I know Will Smith from talking to me
When
the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements are empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
Toasts his God in the sky.
So come all ye young men who
forsake
Football for a greater plea
But now it's clear to see
That most black men ain't trying to be demonstrators
They find more fulfillment being virtual
straight out and will be a goal kick. Intercepted nicely by Arnold, who passes to Kane, who brings the ball into the box, gets the cross in, surely a tap in
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