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best friend
Surrounded by some solid okes
Hai nina enihleka all the jokes
I like the girl and she ain't have to boast
Then I wifed her after teaching her

And after all these years I learned what those branches were for
They used to hang ‘em here, back in the days of ole Jim Crowe

A black man I knew from high

by yourself you'll be singing the blues, blues, blues, blues...)

Whoa-ho-oo-whoa-oo-oh-ooo! Ooo-whoa-ooo-oh-ooo-oh
Whoa-ho-oo-whoa-oo-oh-ooo!

Ms. Ebony! 
Beautiful skin that shines in the light
Goddess by day, Goddess by night
Ms. Ebony! 
I love your skin, I love your soul
When you got black

Poisonous attack cancer black lung
Nigga with forked tongue is lynch hung
Insufficient funds bounce a check tight
Sure to a blank strike individual

under all those lights
Making love in single beds, you always left by dawn
Climbing on the Greyhound bus where you would be alone

Singing in

learning his ABC's
Its the way of the world goodbye CD's and DVDS
Its 3D inside TV screens
So now I can do anything
Without the kinda luck that a penny

Wonder Mike and
I'd like to say "hello"
To the black, to the white
The red and the brown, the purple and yellow
But first
I gotta bang bang the boogie

I measure
Put it on your tongue, it get no better
Flying over dodgers, chilling with the lowers
African soul, black diamonds boy
Got it from

Know That

Mos Def

Black on Both Sides

1999

Hey, hey, hey, man
I strike the Empire back
I strike the Empire back
Fuck the Empire
High flying like the Millennium Falcon, piloted by Han Solo

and Lion
But really though, for really though
I'm thinking bout love
Thinking bout love
Yeah I'm thinking bout love
Opened up Apocrypha
Singing bout drugs

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

I'm singing sea shanties with David Koresh
Swallowed by a dark sky it's Leviathon's chest
Where I'm going on this boat? In this never-ending sea
I'm

boots and a little black dress|For every occasion I'm wearing my best|When the curtains close and the lights go down|I'll still be singing when no one's

worry about it all
You and I,
Black and white
Can we give it a try
Compromise, criticise
Surely blows our minds
Feel alive, singing all night
Dancing

a squizzer of the unknown
With the wind in my hair, I feel like I'm finally home

Oh, the black mountain is calling, whispering to my soul
Through the bushland

Rogers
Or DVD by Ashara Kwesi

And let your soul roam free

Amos Wilson told us 
In the 70's of black poverty

Dreamz 
Dreamz are realities that we see
I

since smack dvd 
Wipin the coal out my socket still see no heart that's on my sleeve, 
My soul ain't for sale if you shoppin 
I customized all

(Dream)
But nah for real
She ate the team
She is a freak (Freak, freak, freak, freak)
She gettin' geeked
She get tag teamed by the team
Singing, the bling

and down the house blows
(Cover your scars with your leather if that's what you choose)
(Alone by yourself you'll be singing the blues- blues, blues,

lost faith that you'd understand me
Life fades into black, faces turn to a blur
I get trapped in my head, I don't utter a word
I get by every day, but I

the things that he was singing
You had a dvd boxset of SuicideGirls
You popped on a disc to show me more
I couldn't figure out what you wanted me to see
So I

Pitch black and I can't sense anything
Stars fade but I feel their shine
Phosphenes led me astray
I'd sell my soul for some freaking daylight

of Old Cole's bite
But sweet Cherry found her way to my bed one night
And I was singing

Sweet black Cherry lips
Sweet black Cherry hips
Sweet black Cherry