Lyrics:
Wayne
After my money gotta kick the bitch up like Liu Kang
Hey yo
I come to give you a little of what you asking for
Oh what we asking for
Oh yeah
of the Britons to stand aside!
BLACK KNIGHT: I move for no man.
ARTHUR: So be it!
[hah]
[parry thrust]
[ARTHUR chops the BLACK KNIGHT's left arm off]
ARTHUR:
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
everything
All black everything
All black everything
All black
No landing, geared up for arrival, nowhere to arrive to
The subject seems upset by that
to open businesses like..
Nails and Tips by Laila London
Black Bodega
Quality of life juices
The Tax Guy Shop
Micah House for Men and Women
Dudley Hair
black
Yeah (uh-huh oh, baby)
Said yeah (ah hah)
Black is black is black is black
In America today, I have to regret to say
Something, something is not
had faith
Grown up just like me
Fuck that
I'm trying my best
Shut the fuck up
You have a rare gem
Believe in something outside of yourself
I used it for
black
Yeah (uh-huh oh, baby)
Said yeah (ah hah)
Black is black is black is black
In America today, I have to regret to say
Something, something is not
Stella black Stella black
Sometimes we can let this life pass us
Only thing that I'm asking
Do in it what you please whenever you get the chance to
Knowing
set free, by Me
You're so close to being set free, by Me
As Power of Attorney, I'm asking for a log of all your calls to me
I've made my position
way I’m in my psychedelic thoughts
Is hard for a nigga to be inside a lady thought
We not cool if you don’t let my Flockers flock
The Mercedes black
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
to your ears or something
Bye your voices do
You believe–what percentage of people
Here–and by the way, i’m
Not setting y’all up
I’m not setting y’all up
blasphemous asking us hold crosses
There's more of us than Florida oranges and lost orphans
I offer thought for food in full courses
I'm soaring toward
blasphemous asking us hold crosses
There's more of us than Florida oranges and lost orphans
I offer thought for food in full courses
I'm soaring toward
stand it
Oh, my
Oh, my
I’m just tryna make something happen for my passion
But some niggas wanna see me crash
Racin’ on this road tryna chase success
forsake
Football for a greater plea
But now it's clear to see
That most black men ain't trying to be demonstrators
They find more fulfillment being virtual
Got them all asking who did it
Got them all calling me big fish
About to do something ignant
Now they always looking at me different
Got them all
and shit?
Judging her past and shit?
Well it's completely my future
A nigga behind me right now asking for ass and shit
And I'ma need that forty dollars
a thing bout their city
A couple my brothers know something bout law
Seeing black councilman make me get litty
Give college as equity won't b a flaw
She
Killing us one by one
In one way or another
America will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is, the troublesome black
oblivion, missing the clues
Fooled by this white washed tradition
Hey lil' girl, what you cryin' for?
You don't want 'em to laugh at your skin color anymore?
Stop guessing
Don’t question
My flow is destined
Stop arresting my brethren
For your collection
Find something better than
Fronting like you
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