Lyrics:
as gold, good as gold
Singing in the streets
Wrist is gold, neck is gold
Everything's at peace
God prevailed for the souls
Heaven's at our feet
Thank
I can't see what the point is/
It seems everybody I love is deceased, thinking it's time I join in/
I wanna, fade to black, in a bathtub casket/
Made
black man claim deceased
I’m just saying shit getting old
They die My soul grows cold
Young king you king get up and do your thing
Young king you king get
feet
You see, I am 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
My soul decaying black hole
That's thumping to feel something
Even if it's all for nothing
Raised by shadows
One with the echoes
They're all singing
Science never sleeps, so I'm singing it a lullabye,
Of wolves in sheeps clothing - devils in disguise,
And lab-coats draped over big black lies.
[Intro]
To everybody in the struggle
If somebody ever told you that you couldn't do somethin'
And you still made it happen
Congratulations
Soul clap
can fuck with my soul again
They be surrounded by their little men
I be singing to your girl
I'm her only world
If she come around
You know I am a flirt
a thousand cursed souls
My room is engulfed in cold, black light
Reality is gone, there's nothing in sight
Brace yourself from the macroscopic pain
My
feet
You see, I am 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
life, live it
Proud to be black, young and gifted
Lifted by the knowledge and
Taking the right route
Gang violence needs to be wiped out
A-L-M-IG-H Ty
giving back so say hey, hey
Show me some metal and say hey, hey, hey, hey
I'm a cowboy, bad ass in black singing hey, hey, hey, hey
From side to side from
pontchartrain
Singing woe to my chimney singing woe to the rain
A stranger came by I never caught his name
He said he's rowing to the rio grande
Air force
get paid for singing the blues
And I'm living the lie
I'm living the life so I'm told
But I'm dying inside
And my soul it feels ugly
So I'll bury
me home"
Singing, "Oh, when they call me home"
Gonna ride the lightning
There's a man in a black coat standing at a crossroads
With a pad in his
me home"
Singing, "Oh, when they call me home"
Gonna ride the lightning
There's a man in a black coat standing at a crossroads
With a pad in his
the summer
Steam on the concrete
Black Hollywood bumpin’ on this pot of gold
I’m just a southside belle with an old soul
Music make me lose control
Feel it
the reason why i am the wizard
My mind never clear, my heart colder than a blizzard
My soul filled with art painted by van goh
Is this the start to my
were supposed to protect you
We bringing it back
We giving it back
By singing the facts
The people react
The start of the track
From front to the back
We
and fears
Free of the Stealer of Souls but
[Chorus]
I'm the Bearer of the Black Sword, Lord Elric
I'm the Bearer of the Black Sword, Lord Elric
I'm
that very night
Our movement took flight
It was the Day of Pentecost
And gathered in one place
About 120 souls
Were singing psalms of praise
When
they said Obama was in a raid
He actually got a good ass tan and a swag to appear black
Would you believe that? Niggas impeach that, look
How bout they
soul, mind apart
But expect that
Some of the old fans won’t respect that
But I'm a grown man (grown man una)
And I'll be damned if my
Music now don’t
I was born down in the bottoms of the flat black Delta land
I grew up picking cotton in the Mississippi sand
My mama said son take that girl and go
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