Lyrics:
president is black
I will never vote blue
Vote for the lesser evil?
That ain't you
(Nah that ain't you)
Blue
Kanye, uh, 2020 until forever
Yeah
My president
stretch my hands
My president is black
I don't vote for the Klan
My president is black
I will never vote blue
Vote for the lesser evil?
That ain't you
(Nah
the Black Pearls
I knew the Saigons
And matter of fact, my family by
They self, my brothers, and sisters
We fought the whole Saigon gang
The whole gang
three four
(spoken)
Gather round friends, why hurry
Let's all stay a little longer
(sing)
Ya oughta see my blue eyed Sally
She live way down
"Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
at?
Guess who's coming?
It be the God of the flows
It be the God of the spitting
It be the God of the blows
You'll be black and blue up your shit
pop that
She call you for that ride back (haan)
South Bronx we got it, Joe Crack we got it
Black card no limit, ho, damn right we 'bout it
Coke Boy
with a bow on his thumb and a fiddle in his hand
He tunes up the fiddle and he rosins up the bow
And he plays an old tune called "Cotton Eyed Joe
of staying neutral and discrete
My momma said you're judged by the company you keep
But what you can consider, that if it goes down
They'll kill you if you
Dance with the devil everywhere they go
Others of 'em cut a rug to the fiddle
Dance to the rhythm of the cotton eyed joe
Some they walk the straight
a muh'fuckin Slaughterhouse
We outta here, we outta here, we outta
[Joe Budden]
[starts off screwed] I live my life like a hood bopper
touched by evil, all
up lose it with aluminum
Beat you till you're blue and some with a crutch until you're numb
Bumping numb by Linkin Park going for the tricky part
She
thirty-five I thought man a live
What could be a-holding her up
Just then a man in a long black Cadillac
Came in and told little Joe filler up
While he was
of staying neutral and discrete
My momma said you're judged by the company you keep
But what you can consider, that if it goes down
They'll kill you if you
the sun went down
She cooked black-eyed peas.
She drove way too close
In her automobile
She said, "Hey, Joe,
Would you take the wheel?"
Are you
went down
She cooked black-eyed peas
She drove way too close
In her automobile
She said, "Hey, Joe
Would you take the wheel?"
Are you
rehabilitate 'em, that's the sheriff's story
So what's left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side
And you ain't blue eyed
Boy you better duck
what's left, the judge goes deaf
When you try to tell your side
And you ain't blue eyed
Boy you better duck 'cause the book is comin'
And just hand
A motherless child , you were torn from your home
By decree of the county affairs
Good Christians, they gave you a lily-white dress
And shorn back that Indian
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
Madame Butterfly let me in your house of pleasure
From the knuckle Swatch, shadowboxers catchin' black-eyed blues
I play the thief, what
Sensations
serve, oh, verse by verse
My verb like perc', I slow it down, my verse like syrup
I like the sound, gun rounds on mother Earth
With a little pump you
I went down to old Joe's bar room
On the corner by the square.
Well, the drinks were bein' served as usual,
And this motley crowd was there.
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