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dollars at my wedding cause bitch I don't like no rice
Got that white hoe, let it go
Black card, let it go
V - Lone, let it go
Tatted on me, let it go
Let

spirit, I got it by the tons
I'd clear your wish list if I only had the funds
The day I saw your eyes is where it all begun
Excuse my blind confidence, I

like accordion concepts real Freudian
Mix the black and white life's grey like Dorian
Don't know much about appeal I need an audience
So now I'm stuck

thoughts split in half
At the will of a tyrant
Breaking points are reinforced by aching joints
Things hidden but they have a voice
Like its hung there
Take

Can't be programmed

Don't watch programs

Not just a black man

Cuz I got God inside

I rather love then fight

You don't wanna see my wrath

Ask your

on over sit by me pumpkin and a bumble bee
Take that shit and don't look back said and done after the fact
Look like bout to be attacked dummy games that's

in 3s,
Don't call me god, I'm a Pakistani G
King of the jungle, I'm a lion, I'm alive
Imma kill you all, unseen by surprise

Wedding cake, black mamba,

I can pop out at night time
If I shoot I don't miss
Yeah I might be a dawg
But I can love you the best
Ar15 sk's and drakos till the end
Loyalty is by

blurred through the foggy lense
Stealin' three bennies straight outta the pocket, man
Surrounded by the opposition 'cause you're not my friend
You're two

swag niggv
Yhiii
See Amina weh wan do wedding
Hey
The shawdy don go do silhouette
Hey
Ese kese video turn black and white
See the marriage omo kole werk

about the days we gonna be hiding out and
Talkin bout Milann we gonna be dining out
Talkin about the mornings when the tide is down
An all black weddings

Everything's right with the Medellin price
Wear your wedding ring tight when you vow to the streets
And you better think twice hear the growl from the beast
You

I want
She want a bunch o' kids, , a wedding gown and a crown
And a suburbian house, and a dog, and a rose
But I just have a gun, I just wanna run
Now

my bros carry round tools like they bob
And we dressed in all black like we part of the mob
(Mob)
Ghetto gospel shit that's all a nigga know
Praying

dick sucked by an old bitch that I use to fuck back in high school 
Always felt like the black sheep
They weep when I throw bands up
Don't talk to me she

and was seen no more
And he left me sisters, but brothers none
For our mother gave him no strapping son
So the earth is tilled by the maids she bore
My

Listen guys
We need a new song by tomorrow
I just produced this really fire beat
And we're just gonna spit over it
Spit?
What do you mean spit?
Yeah,

Live & Die

Nappy Roots

The Pursuit of Nappyness

2010

Uhh, that's right
Uhh, know what it is

I remember mixtape exclusive, no name producers
You wasn't hot til' you sold by all boosters
Run up in

wedding rings im finna shine rite now can someone hit the lights please cuz pitch blacks my fav she broke up with me n turned gay i swear thats a slap in my

touched by silver rain
I love the pale white moon that sits against a jet-black sky
And the red and yellow sunsets they can always make me sigh
But

turn back the time
Wish I'd never made you mine
So many things I realize just now
Wish I could turn back the time

We fight about your wedding rings
Work

gone

Gone, I'm at a 7-Eleven
Eleven P-M and my momma told
Me be home at seven
A group of niggas in a black truck
Engine is revvin'
I got a feeling that

tryna' find where the ledge ends
Poetry in my veins and its fucking genetic
Black and white fits not for the aesthetic
See how they interact and it's

Tell me something, my friend
You ever dance with the Devil
By the pale moonlight? What?
I always ask that of all my prey
I just like the sound of it