Lyrics:
all my stuff and all you find
Is a pocket full of money, count seven G's
Now you wanna think I'm sellin' keys
Cause I'm a black man, but I run my
to stop by and check us out sometime
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
But I already have one
The only man I'ma ever need is my son, my son, my son, my son
Son, say:
Black is beautiful (black is beautiful)
Be black
smile it's biblical timing
My name is Simon it's Solid
How are you doing?
Don't feel the shower for hours or you bound devoured by power of sadness
summa
Going head up with me
Bring a motherfucking helmet
You niggas just special ed
All I see is green but my eyes so red
And all I do is win
Got a room
feeling. Don't care what they say
Don't care how they feel, but you don't mind, if they see you as the villain
Villain, villain, villain.Where my black
and a great hole forces
Me down with my soapbox, my pulpit
The theater ceiling is silver star spangled
And the coins in my pocket go jingle-jangle
Do you
deep in my mind
Some place to hide deep in my soul
Any place we try any place we go
We always try to hold
White keys or black keys
It's not so funky
Mind strong and powerful, non-cipher can't enter
I'm black and I don't need jewelry to shine
Look at my skin color it's like the jewelry is blind
I'm
to test my wings,
A message from within,
Give life another fling.
I’ll stay right here for you,
Until your ramblin’s through,
My heart it will stay true,
in blood
The lights go down, the red curtains come apart
The room is full of smoke and dialogue I know by heart
And the coins in my pocket go
got crack and automatic weapons?
My worst nightmare is Bush getting re-elected
The jails is packed, everybody stressed out
Gimme the key and I'm
Peng black girls see i love them the most
Peng black girls in my area code
Peng black girls cant call them no hoes
To the Peng black girls that put
money on my mind
I aint thinking bout a hater
Coke by the keys
And weed by the acres
All is i think is paper
All is see is paper
Im a get money nigga
I
cleaned my nose.
I looked so peaseful and i looked so underworld. well he anit got no mind all i anit got no tail.
You look like such a worthy man likea
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
cannot hold that
I'm not the one to go at, you fuck around meet Joe Black (meet Joe Black)
Run me the keys, run me the Bs, run me that float back (what
turn my back
(Uhh........ Uhh....Uhh..Uhh)
My soul, yeah
(Tutu,Tutu)
Black man soul
(Black man soul yeah)
Black man soul yeah
(Black man soul yeah)
Black
button
Zipped up all wrong
Mind like the console that you try to get hands-on
Reach for my pockets and a nigga get blammed on
In self-defense only time
si...de, The Bad si...de
......................................
Black Soul...s Dead Min...d
This is world full of evil...s (No Mercy)
showing off my pieces
'Cause I know keys!
Oh yeah, that was a brand new single by your boy future
It's the morning man with the plan
It's OG Reeferer
and pulled by this pain
And Sandra Bland’s mug shot is etched in my brain
I’m just tryna break these chains
Black lives matter
That's all I'm tryna say
Black
Staring at the ceiling traumatized by the demons
Ah! My mind is deep in a maze
Ah! I do not hear what you say
Ah! We go way back in the day
I don’t converse
, my Porsche white
Your bitch let me know I could fuck
When she left on her porch light
Bentley truck, no keys
Retinal id
Bezzle is shining
Tim Duncan
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