Lyrics:
each other again
We need to own the right to the art , we need to make black are great again
We need to uplift our designers spend it with them
MORTICIAN : Eric Idle
CUSTOMER : John Cleese
DEAD PERSON : ???
DENNIS : Michael Palin
WOMAN : Terry Jones
BLACK KNIGHT : John Cleese (?)
VILLAGER #1 :
thinkin a perm
I'm thinking big chopping get back to my birth
My lips is the fullest
Rep black to the fullset
On black girl shit til I get back in the earth
kissin' baby's sweet lips
I've been born again (There's a change in me)
I've been born again (I said a change, a change)
I've been born again (There's
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
here for the win
Semenya on track
I'm out of your league
Semenya on track
I'm here for the gold
Semenya on track
A true champion
Semenya on track
Again
house, thirty pounds in my book bag
Black 'lac, black tag, fin' to hit a lick again
You a head bussa put yo hand wit yo fist den
Franchise hate me,
called me nigga
Busted him in the lip
Bet he won't do
That again
Now he bitter
Daddy taught him
Go figure
More Peace Yea mon!
You weak one if you
And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh
I think it goes, ya live by the dirt, ya die by the shovel
You can repent and come with god or you can know
ode to the skies
We heard time... passing by
All I can feel are your lips so tight
You are so beautiful inside
We knew that road that never ends
lips begging to be kissed, I can't stop (stop) I can't stop myself
Lightning striking again (and again, and again, and again, and a-)
Lightning
rather spend my time kissin' baby's sweet lips
I've been born again (There's a change in me)
I've been born again (I said a change, a change)
I've
on the upswing By the self professed next big things
Let's hear it again
Let's do it again
Let's try it again
Let's buy it again
Let's buy it again
Let's buy it
The paper read "Murder, black-on-black murder"
Paper read "Murder, black-on-black murder" again
This is to the memory of Danroy Henry
Too much enemy fire
Listen to this track, bitch
Drumma boy
I do it again
I do it again, I do it again
I do it again
Say bitch, I just want you to stretch, you heard
The Arrival
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in,
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side.
When they catch sight
Hmm, ah
I see a red door and I want to paint it black
No colors in my life, you better turn them black
I see them walking by dressed in their
worth the suffering
Again, again, again, again, again
Again, again, again
Again, again, again, again
Come by my house, just spit it out
It's all
yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's
Again
Yeah
The trivial feelings, They still make me sick
Wanna be healthy, But what y'all eat seems to still make me (What?)
Bumping lips, give you fits,
again
Falling in again, again, again, again, again, again, again
Little cottage on a cliff
You hold my hands, you kiss my lips
I know you have me
This type of warfare isn't new or a shock
It's black on black crime again nonSTOP
Black cop!! Black cop black cop
Black cop black cop black cop
Black Thought, yo, the skill assisted
By the Mal-ik B
The symbol you remember me to be type valid
Disastrous, the master just bust
This for the listener
like me, I’ll see you on hell
Black black nails
Black lips
Black heart
Black black nails
Black lips
Black heart
Black black nails
Black lips
Black heart
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