Lyrics:
you ashamed of bein black?"
(Nothin' but love for you my sister)
Might even know how hard it is (no doubt)
Bein' a woman, a black woman at that? (no
you ashamed of bein black?"
(Nothin' but love for you my sister)
Might even know how hard it is (no doubt)
Bein' a woman, a black woman at that? (no
that live by the gun gonna die by the beam
I'm making deals with the devil, I can buy you a dream
I've seen, murder scenes (scenes), hoes get done
doing it my way, getting my way for years
In my career, uh
And every lover, oh
In and out my life, I've hit, love, then left in tears
Without a care
dreams, get it by any means, by any means, by any means, now I got some enemies, by any means, by any means, now I got some frienimies, fuck em
Trap another
a bucket of change
And drank a bottle of wine
Fuck man it's great to be young
And sell your hunger for bread
Sister I've fallen in love
With something ugly
Why should I give a fuck
And never try to live it up
I'm used to the tears
I'm used to the pain
I'm used to the two screws
Loose in my brain
I'm used
My little sister had a glass of wine,
No doubt a glass of wine too many.
"I bet he's out right now with his Nazi whore,
That's right, I said it
My little sister had a glass of wine,
No doubt a glass of wine too many.
"I bet he's out right now with his Nazi whore,
That's right, I said it
baby
Wipe those tears from your eyes
I no you tired of the lies
It didn't happen by surprise
It's just courses in or lives
I no a lot of niggas tryed
the doctor told her sister of the two options she had to survive; she had to let the child die for her to live or let the child live for her to die. It was
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
the booth
Everything lit this a song For the youth
If you live by the gun; lil Nigga better shoot
Fuck that nigga Ima do What I do,
Hold up nigga lemme hop
our fathers and slaughtering them all over the world
But it’s time that we spoke
Either you want us to live, or you don’t
Even so, there’s potential for
black brothers and sisters
In truth and spirit
Nowadays, we wear suits
To hide anguish and fear
I feel my niggas that be shedding a tear
Just sitting
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
twisted by design
I'm twisted by design
Starting over again
But further again
I can't stop it's one for closing in
Going on my head
All the tears
don't stop I'm crying every once in a while Inside it, I'm so telling what we live before Sometimes I feel like crying like a hundred tears I ain't like
tired of the suffering (everybody's tired)
First it was the quarantine and Black Lives Matter (pay attention)
Now back to the quarantine and black lives
I'll make it I get the face lift
Naw cause Cole told me love yours
And I praised it
So I'm on some how we live the movement
Due to Save the day shit
don't live
And love doesn't exist
I'm not depressed
But frustrated that
All of us are so twisted
By the facts that spin
And keep us separate
So divided
keep it fly, Lauren is archery
Don't get it twisted, realistic, I could part the sea
My life is fast, I take a chance when I insert the key
And then I
I came to tear down the roof
I came to tear down the roof
I came to tear down the roof
All I need is a boost
I came to tear down the roof
I came
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