Lyrics:
is our final response
Either we die to get the halo or dye our hair blonde
Cause every day that we survive we defying the odds
I see you're writing
soul
Dirtyin your halo
Oh no no no
Oh no no no
Don't dirty your halo
Keep laughin stay pure
Don't want no stains no
Keep preservin your halo
Don't dirty
so good in my
Dirty Black Nikes
See a pretty girl
And I say you look nice
She look down at my shoes then she walk on by
Yeah she really didn't like my
halos halos
Watch this nigga, the boy that died, a king called Prince
Just like me but I got the chance to grow into AkinG
I was raised by two immigrant
to the shadows
And I just wanna shake you by your little perfect fucking halo
Everyone's got a secret
Whats yours? whats yours?
Don't be shy, I'll never
bagels
Have them like Christians over they head smoking halo
Call me Plato, I philosoph-y
By the brick, then divided it up amongst my guys
Then I
romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe
Goddess me please
Flip your hair dirty wine slow
Goddess me please
Got abundance easing out of me when you talk about me make sure you use the big G
Goddess
stoned close to an overdose
They didn't blink an eye
They just kept listening to The Black Crowes
They met my mom earlier that day
Then she told me
cunt
Cunt
Cunt
Nothing is above you save a boreal light
That halo paid for by a consummated ring of ice
And below you, will I see you tonight
It's politics, it's all a fix, set up by these white blue-collared hicks
Just to make a dollar off of black music with a subliminal ball of tricks
But
not gon call cops, we all pop
Scar shots give you bold spots
Like near the ointment
Now, who use Head & Shoulders
When their hair dirty?
Alright, well
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
wild come from something so sweet.
Take your halo off let that long hair flow
Put on Leather and lace, let that angel gown go
Sometime's a wrong, really
matter, nightstick or bring your big trigger
Our nation is protected by some pro-Black niggas!
[Professor X]
Making note of some minors. I'm not talking
matter, nightstick or bring your big trigger
Our nation is protected by some pro-Black niggas!
[Professor X]
Making note of some minors. I'm not talking
my hair in a bun, that is what I learned
When sucking that dirty black dong
Stop and grab the shlong, and play ping-pong
That shit stretch a long way
What it is shawty? Can I roll good?
See you impressed by the game like ya s'pose to
You see rap stars with cars and black cards
All you get is convos,
resolution didn't last
When's the real winter gonna come?
Black dress on the wooden floor
Dirty jokes from your wide lips
Prepared stories to make me laugh
twos
Blues and more blues, it's that coal black blues
Blues and more blues, it's that coal black blues
Got coal in my hair, got coal in my shoes
gettin' closer
Saw a girl who looked scary I don't even know her
We started talkin' while I'm keepin' my composure
Long black hair, black dress, she a Grim
five five
[Verse]
Grab you by the neck pull your hair smack your ass
Throw you round the bed like a ball that I pass
I wanna role play be my sl** right
Drive me crazy with that black dress
Slap me in the face while you sit on me
Tell me my rights while you make me sin
My dirty little sinful mistress
the police
Look
I'm black forces
I'm black power in black people
Skin black, hair black too
Black as the blackest evil
I'm black as big lips
Gold teeth
I'm
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