Lyrics:
Kiss
Written by: Krys K
Get ya lips ready
Pucker up baby
Right here on this brown round
That's the spot where it's going down
She could neva be me
Take me home
If you don't I may lose my mind
Well, I was startled by the looseness of her lips
I couldn't think of what to say
Then the maid came in
intelligent black woman Y-O-Y-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made by woman and male
I rhyme about
house is my home, let me get my stuff
I'm sick, don't need no medicine
Cupid shot me in the heart, veteran
I'm gone, ain't no point of back your cold
on the Internet
Weirdo niggas in my comments
But we ain't into that
We was in there making it double
And tryna get it back
Bust a thousand traps all in it
And take
Honor those that spark me
I spit verses like girls get purses
Some rappers get by and some get purchased
My shape's earthless
I came to earth's surface
Sometimes I be wanting to say, "Fuck the world"
I don't give a fuck
I'll shoot it out with all you bitches
Bitches don't love me
Young black
All i say is shhessshhh
Used to ride around town in a Cadillac
Hair permed out, braids laid back
Arm on the wheel, seats way back
Eyes low low, lips
me
I black out in this
All black Kaepernick jersey
And for the sake of being free
Why don't we all stand with Kaepernick
And just take a knee? So we
I'm back I ain't go far (what!)
They want me to fall off that's bizarre (what!)
They movin with no crib and no car
Bam! bam! homes I go so hard
loans/ Black grown/our own farms take back our black stones/champion shit ya'll tell my story on the phone/ just know I rather be Robert Horry over Karl
to carry ,this yoke as I provoked all the pious one's /banded liberty rob us from our family made my essence abandoned by 3 degree /give me
home anyway
The Vietnam conflict was a mere experiment
Soldiers came back from the war, couldn't tell you where they want
And commandoes that don't come
you read or eat, everythin' they feed to ya
Emcees to me, HA, they got lazy lips
I'mma take hip hop back to Eighty-Six
Sage Francis got you thinkin'
sippin
Casamigos at her place
But I'll be gone by tomorrow
Take this moment to embrace
Say she love the way I sound
Now she tryna get a taste
So much money
rights)
Just let me get uuuuuuup
(All the wealth you make is taken)
(Take back our rights?)
(By exploiting parasites)
Ooh oooh
Awaken
Workers of the world
the strenght of her memories
Felt like an angel had been sent to me
She lived from nigga to colored to negro to black
To afro then african-american and right
by
Brought a baby girl into this world, made our parents grandfolks
Household with no hope, took care of ye, you me
When shit got put out
on him twice
Spit Skoal on the feller in the second row
Well he turned around and nearly broke my nose
I got a big fat lip, two black eyes
Shoulda just
when she leaves me
And every time she sees me, she squeeze me, lady, take it easy
Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me, I don't want it if it's that easy
when she leaves me
And every time she sees me, she squeeze me, lady, take it easy
Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me, I don't want it if it's that easy
label for sure
Shady in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right
Still watch what you say to me punk
'Cause I'm off probation
magnifying-glass
yeah alright mmh yeah
sweetpie, don't lie
tell me everything that you've been holding back
i can take alot more than that
i can take alot more than
a crooked system but gin straight take the pain away I charge the game
And put my problems on layaway
A black man but I feel so blue
So I smoke green
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