Lyrics:
Theres a body of a woman
in the river drifting by
The trees are black and mournful
in the yellow twilight sky
Shes wearing a white wedding dress
her
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Aye, yeah yuh
Down bad, but I'm on to betta thangs
Can't fuck wit hoes, need a wife, where the wedding rang
Niggas
losing my mind, that's all)
There's a wedding down by the river
In the garden roses they grow
Heavy arms and heavy boots
Echos in the streets
Patches
On the way to the job centre Tuesday
I was accosted by little green men
They had large brains, they put me in neon chains
cnd I missed my signing on day again
the money, some guns and some shiny things
Got them niggaz jewels, earrings and a wedding ring
The way this shit all went down, it was the perfect sting
One
Summers coolin' off by the fire hydrant. Yeah I'm from the ghetto,
Where old black women talk about they sugar level, It's not unusual,
To see photos
Summers coolin' off by the fire hydrant.
Yeah I'm from the ghetto,
Where old black women talk about they sugar level,
It's not unusual,
To see photos
The shadows of your wings fall over my face
I can feel no air, I can find no peace
Brides in black ribbons, witches in white
Fly in through windows, fly out
When I twist her in the Gold sedan
Like I'm Goldie man, you're bitch chose me man
Jigga man, iceberg with the frozen hands
Wedding bands don't make it
She wanna slide with a TALIBÄN’er
With a all black bitch I don’t want no panda
Bitch fuck like she don’t got no manners
My bitch grown, fuck u
(Hook)
Johnny why you gotta be so cold
Running down on me for some o's
another dead black man in the road
bullet holes
Johnny why gotta be so cold
always winning
Not a guy who really spits bars
Eighteen years and don't got any cars
Smoke so much fuckin lungs hurt
Fuck with me amber alert
Dj weddings
had begun impacting the Roofs
Of mobile offices by the rim, quickening snare rolls of a forward March played by a twelve-year-old soldier
Purpose fled
block with it
Look
The black the berry
The sweeter the juice
How many times I gave you my roots
With out giving my roots
I know some black women
Who did
of on the concrete
Look, who would we be if we ain't move out the hood?
Would we be able to be like a black man should?
We would be killed by the cops or getting shot
a aftermath tantrum
Oh my god , interrupted by this hunny, and looking pretty good at that,
She had a letter for
Cap , it said ma critical' was chillin' in
like cheese bring my chips
Gone like black hole
What chu talking bout
Tell em you from the south
And you gone let them down
Flew like wifi
Niggas at my
Dreams in my mind, love and cupid
I love bacon, bacon is gooded
Shaking like Speed
Bacon shooting like a movie
I’m a to be, two ton, pile of meat
Bacon by
fine Black Lable he said, "I think I'm gonna cash out and buy you a diamond ring"
So they headed down the strip to the wedding chapel in a stretch
I was framed like a wedding flick, 2 time felon
Still a predicate, doin' time, tell 'em that's a negative
Prejudice judge, bails be a mil' in cash
relax my dome
My whole joints blown another soldier won't be coming home
Parkside is gonna miss you black foreva
Ties will never sever
You died tryin'
Of my daughter's wedding (boss)
They hanging on by a thread
That's irony cause I floss
Got diamonds all in my watch
And a background in my socks
They
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out,
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