Lyrics:
My mind ain't right, I think I'm sinking under
I'm coming to peace that I'm nearing death
Every time I speak might be my final breath
That's when I
alien in space is truly Black and Brown
Picture Zeni barreling thru to space to find a better home
All my years of traveling, and Zeni's always been alone
say
And the images you show
CNN owned by AOL, own Time Warner
Trickle down effect of the New World Order
And you wonder why "Van Gogh" was killed
Same
mama mia
Needed time away but I was here
Russell Crowe in the Colosseum
Million dollar bill when you see him, uh
All he left behind was an open book by
We running outa time, last call, you think you can make it last
You think you can make it last, make it last forever
Hit pause, time, you think you
the reciprocation
Nigga made it, smile for the mean time
You gon never know who's waiting for the right time
Gladiator Russel Crowe in this bitch (Huh)
John Wick you
Last time that I checked
It was five chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep, last time that I checked
I was sellin' zones in the set
Make
my time
I have to stick by her, too, while I'm serving her time
It's kind of romantic if you think about it, Rand
A man can't testify against his wife
I need help
Oh, all my life I've been bleeding
(And no one wants to make it stop)
My energy, I'm always expending
Into a black hole, black hole,
Read between the lines when I said I needed space
I meant keep your distance yeah six feet at all times
You're catching a breeze from my last CD
Like
Each line my pen ultimate, but never second to last
Each song slap—sound like multiple fly swatters
The question that always remain wit us is ‘why
This the
Worth
Last time I get hurt
This the last time I accept some shit I don't deserve
This the
Worth
Last time I get hurt
This the last time
This
weak, my love is blind
When your game is up, I'll still be by your side
If you love me at all, let this be the last time
That you break my heart
That you
you
Black love is always, always there for you
Black love is always, always there for you
For us, for us
There was nothing like the first time that I
Bad for Me by Bourbon House
Lyrics and melody by Lacey Crowe
Music by Jason Clark
He's bad
Oh, he's bad
Mama, I know he's bad for me
Won't you
on
When's the last time you saw a painting in a black home
So I'ma go hard for any business this black own
And lovin' black don't mean we don't love y'all
Acting like a bitch is unforgivable ask Asia star
First flight in the last row
Coronavirus distance niggas like it's Jim Crowe
Fresh off the flight right
The days go by, we argue all the time
I want to make it right, ‘cause that was last night
Baby we gon' be alright, baby we gon' be alright
Yea yea
time and
Didn't even know it
But if I would've known I would
Of had to let you know
That anywhere I go you always
Gonna be my Brodie
When was the last
(young black man)
5’9 with dreads
Crazy that they judge you just by the hair on yo head
Over time the feds
Made us a living target cause they wanted us
That's right
You living from your first day to your last night
Sometimes you show your ass like
Lint on your clothes
When you froze in
The black light
Pay attention everything I mentions is a ??
Like how to do with a move
Because the two sit I go by cash rules
Everything around me do movement
but don't get credit for it
But by the time the curtains close because they obviously will
I'll have my own holiday and a monument built
So you can keep
phone while I'm trafficking
All my cars black U would think they was African
I keep 2 J's for good times like what's happening
Having more racks. then
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