Lyrics:
I'm in my vibratory by day
Leaving you with shocks
This old man
He played one
He be AC/DC all night long
With a short-circuit kilowatt ? fuse
wasted minutes you all went for a blaze
Time goes by in the wasted days
Make your way around the world and back again and again
What's it like where
to the party too (yeah)
Bitch don't even try me, you're looking tough (ha)
I'm on that greasy, I'm on that cheap trick
Got that ACDC up in the speakers
Rock
jacket with lights in the back of it
Custom made by the kids who sew and makes clothes for Prince and Sisqo
I'm 2004 beyond the average club music
taken back
They taken back, by my skills
Strike a cord in their nerves
Give em all the chills
La Roux comin' for you swagger on a hundred mill
A hundred
black all black
All black all black
Colonizer fall back
All black all black
All black all black
All black all black
By any means we that
All black all
DVD's with the breakfast
Before my ex told me take the exit, watching Jim Iyke love an actress
Like back in the day, back in the day
Yeah, back in
You get your first real love back
You get your big screen TV, a DVD
And a washing machine
You get the pond, and the lawn
The breaker, and the mower
You
back
You get your life back
You get your first real love back
You get your big screen TV, a DVD
And a washing machine
You get the pond,
back
You get your life back
You get your first real love back
You get your big screen TV, a DVD
And a washing machine
You get the pond,
your life back
You get your first real love back
You get your big screen TV, DVD and a washing machine
You get the pond and the lawn
The break
And I can back a few moves
And I'm handsome too
And I'm wild in the booth!
Energy on zoom
Boom
Catch me on a mission
them man are on the moon
I got
curvin', legend in two games (games)
She pop pills and she swallow, I'm in her DM, like Latto (ooh)
Black future the motto, hard act to follow (haan)
Black by Blessed boy
Vibing with the Blessed boy
How they hate me being black
Black black black black
How they hate me being black
Black black
time you out the hood
That's good now stay on the grind
Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
These days
a little in the baggie
And a little in the purse
And my right back pocket
And the bra under my shirt
I don't look at it that's money I deserve
Excuse me sir,
Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York
I was
God like imperial features
Skin as black as the son God
Asiatic in Egypt
Formal salah
When you speaking to the name of the Regis
My wisdom moves
sure what I'm remembering...
Maybe I'm back from my past life...
Passion of Christ dividing the passion fruit wit a black knife in a passive pursuit...
I was raised in
All black
All black
Black
Black
Black
Black
Black
I'm coming back boy
Young stunna with a smile showing black joy
If you see me in
Lane
Past The Well of Shadows
And once back round again
Arm in arm with an abstracted air, to where
The people stared at the upstairs windows
Because we
and up through Petticoat Lane
Past the well of shadows, and once back round again
Arm in arm, with an abstracted air
To where the people stare
Out
in a couple bad habits
I was makin good progress
But now I been ass backwards
Back then
'meber when I didn't get rappin
Bumpin AC/DC
Queen and Black
that, in this country town
The facts are black and white when she threw her arms around me
I went ......... crazy
We danced the hoochie-coochie,
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