Lyrics:
wicked and wild me ah
tell you bout the stats in the USA hold on wait 324,000 blacks
killed by blacks in 35 years them sort of things to my eyes
it brings
different
If it's murder, we could trade it off
TECs, Glocks, no Xbox
Bitch I came to ball
Backwoods all by myself, ain't gotta' hang wit y'all
Black
Girl, close your eyes
Let that rhythm get into you
Don't try to fight it
There ain't nothin' that you can do
Relax your mind
Lay back and groove with
make it home by dinner time
Sorry I was late I was tryna stay alive
You know black folks is rarely on time
But when they show up its da time of ya
old school making new moves
Amused by these characters and cartoons
How many emcees on a black moon end up lost in this shit?
That's it
Can't follow
old school making new moves
Amused by these characters and cartoons
How many emcees on a black moon end up lost in this shit?
That's it
Can't follow
in black and white
Someone handed me a cigarette
They offered me my last request
I asked my mortal soul be blessed
By someone close to me
He came
if he try
To take a flight again
It's simple and plain
(plane) I let it fly when the flight come in
The white come in
You slow? Go to Google search
Strollin through Africa a black man (nigga)
Some try to disrespect to make themsleves look bigger
I am a nigga since birth, a man by choice
Some men act
didn't learn to duck when they shoot
What kind of party is this, it's that political kind
Where America's best, most hypocritical minds
Try they
What is a, what is a, black life, a black life
What is a, what is a, what is a black life worth
What is a black life worth
Does it really even matter
Eazy-E:
Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa
Eazy-E:
Black nigga killa. Hate brought death around the block as a hollow point bust through
misery
You can tell it's all misery
You can tell it's all misery
When you try
Try to get shit well done and then
We're shocked in black
We're shocked in
choose love theory of black love
What is love, what is love
What dreams are really made of
Is it real life or a fantasy
It takes maturity and unity
What
plate
Bill him what, half of that he have it late
His best friend by the yellow crates
Suicide, tears tryna hesitate
Only seventeen, damn, seventeen
shit you drop today
It's gon' stay in the past
Til you're black like me, say her name
Til you're black like me, say her name
Til you're black like me,
"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I
hard, can't seem to get away from misery
Man, I tried so hard, will always be a victim of these streets
It ain't my fault 'cause I try to get away, but
hard, can't seem to get away from misery
Man, I tried so hard, will always be a victim of these streets
It ain't my fault 'cause I try to get away, but
hard, can't seem to get away from misery
Man, I tried so hard, will always be a victim of these streets
It ain't my fault 'cause I try to get away, but
life, by the judicial system, (run nigga run)
by the white folks or even the black folks that think they white
(even the haters)
Martin Luther
regrets because the time you spent
And what you have today you can't relinquish it
Black power
Black power
I'll hold my fist up all twenty-four hours
My
So ready
To learn yeah
Uh
It's time to wake up black people
Yeah
All my beautiful black people
Ok so
Tell me what the heck
Does it mean to be black
Black Phantom, oak wood
That's how I play
Yeah
(Shake it baby shake it)
You do it for the gangsters
I do it for the ladies, but it's all money baby
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