Lyrics:
wanna be pretty on Sabbath Sunday
It takes work to make you worship thee
Pictures worth a thousand pennies
What you promised is what you keep
Dress in
wanna be pretty on Sabbath Sunday
It takes work to make you worship thee
Pictures worth a thousand pennies
What you promised is what you keep
Dress in
making creams
Just to change our pigment
Shit gets deep
Brainwashing black children
Saying real beauty
Comes from way lighter skin
Black love don't exist
like the crowd laughed at Carrie
Black lives matter, true - I agree
But before all that we gotta have unity
This is when they know not to mess with
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
Sabbath
Playing it off, stinking like I'm bathing a corpse
Getting frisked by pigs in my Porsche like I'm David Lee Roth
It's the new mutants, torched your
And we're gonna find them
And we will blind them
While they bleed...
[instrumental]
We are little children of the sea
Polliwogs and golden fish are we
live my life
(Yeah-yea-yeah)
I’m that nigga from the 573
Up on the beach of the big Black Sea
Sitting down drinking blue & black tea
As I pay the fee
Marshall Mathers
And once he asked why'd I attack her
I stand and say, "Green lives matter!"
Yeah, but back to the topic
The flow's likes a sea so sick
throne
And you will eat them all
I'll live my life all alone
Just let your prisoner go!
The children that I will not take
Will only see at night
You
to lie in the tar-black seas
Of an orphaned world thrust from the stars
Wandering boundless forever
In an ocean that's never seen light
Let me die alone
Like a Bank that just got robbed
No cash after that done happened
I steady work on the Sabbath
I live in the woods a savage
Known to do my pennies proud
pitch black
Like a panther cub or a cancer lung
Call me acid tongue
Hit hard like Black Sabbath drums
Like an assassin does
Big silencers and massive
politics got trick up their sleeves ,/of my empty palms tree outta Miami ,blowing throughout the seven seas/iz shot flowing by the bumblebee's clean all the honey out my
the man say
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat
Everyday we terrorize by soldier
Or at the Black Sabbath show
Pulling UZIs on Ozzy
Experts in judo and karate
Shooters with shotties
Use computers to rob commodities
Abuse technology produce
(I have a dream
That my four little children will one day
Live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color
Of their skin but by
black lives matter
Cause right now all lives are not equal
I'm here for all of my people
The riots be calling my people
And yea I say black lives matter
goin' on-uh
[Nelly]
What's going on 'cross seas
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby
the first reality
We should live by
Not judgin from what's on the inside
You hate us for the color of our skin?
Why?
What will it take for you to see?
We're
They kids act up in school, they see the principal
If our kids act up, we met at the municipal, it's criminal
How black kids are never seen as children
OF THE ANNUAL PURG-G-GE
Once an addict
Die an addict
Pills in my system
And my stomach full of plastic
Raised by the Black Sabbath
Me and my Goons like the black
still asleep
Until we recognize our third eye, you live blind
You die live then fly high in consciousness over seas
Now that was deep
20,000 leagues under
By Black Sabbath
Oh no! Here it comes again
Can't remember when
We came so close to love before
Hold on, good things never last
Nothing's in
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