Lyrics:
And there was a booming above you
That night, black airplanes flew over the sea
And they were lowing and shifting like
Beached whales
Shelled
bitch getting bigger
Bigger by the minute
I've been thinking hella hard
I've been drinking on this dreamy water
I've been sipping up on some shit
I guess
the bed
Kisses in the kitchen
Staying home instead
Walking by the water
Talking that'll last
Roses for no reason
Breakfast in the bed
Kisses in the kitchen
I crawl out of that black water
And declare I do arise
By degrees I see the future
I'm exaltant to the light
Naked, cold
I must be bold
I'm here
it's for survival
As if it's the last sip of water I'll ever get
Ribs visible, eyes bloodshot, thrusting away
Got my cob looking like Mexican street
hold you underneath October?
Black jeans in Autumn, leaves falling down
I hate the way that time goes
Crashing over like a steamroller
I wish I
I've got my roses and my thorns
I've got my halo and my horns
Lived in the dark and I've seen the light
I walk between the black and white
I'm
to a child's grave
Daddy Ning
Thank you for dying
'Buela called me
Negra not black
Like dark chocolate nights
Black like sin
Black like pubic hair
Dirty
Locked up in a cage
No way to escape
Surrounded by darkness
Madness is my council
I wrap my fingers
Around my legacy
Black ink on paper
Their blood
Zero to conceal, fear a caliber of forty
Real and righteous, fightin stormy clouds that follow
Vials of today is my lotto tomorrow
Grippin a bottle,
We are sailing stormy water
Sinking souls in the blackest sea
Crawling hellhounds evil has been found
Feeding death to the war machine
Are you
Amidst the war cries on the day of battle,
Blown by violent winds on this stormy day.
Shall I offer the fruit of my body,
For the sin of my soul?
perch of her protection
She blew him a kiss as he wandered off to sea.
The captain told him be on board by morning
The catch is running now, he knew he
Bloods thicker than water
What a price we had to pay
Dear Mr. President
You and your friends you all are crooks
Sellin out the poor man
The soldiers
every last detail must be learned by braïlle
In the big, black belly of the whale
It’s a battle through the rattle of the chattels
Where a rat’ll root
One million bottle bags count 'em
Think they can bounce the ounce
And it get 'em
Yo black spend two hundred and eighty eight million
Sittin'
polluted everything, and now the third world's gone
The waters poisoned where I'm from the third world son
Seven hundred children die by the end 'this song
choppers and serving your people's block up
Celebrating a culture that's degradating themselves
The gangster was created by white
Mastered by black
The next
of here
Yeah, by my Robin Hood Theory
Squeeze the juice out, of all the suckers with power
And pour some back out, so as to water the flowers
This
take him from me!"
But by the time she got there, she feared he already had gone
She got to where he lay, water colored roses in his hands for her
She
keep my head above water
Molded without the martyr black August and I'm the author
[Killah Priest]
They knew the time and the date of my arrival
Doctors
One Sunday morning as I was walking
By Brisbane Waters I chance to stray
I heard a convict his fate bewailing
As on the sunny riverbank he lay
the water
They gonna think you a lobster, nigga (gang)
Uh
I just dropped a kit, you dropped out of school
These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make
could feel it as I stood there by the windows
Like a sign of a lover or the whisper of a long forgotten words
Across the silver waters down the moonlit
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