Lyrics:
Don't Bring Your Girl To Meet Me Cause (I'm A Flirt)
And Baby Don't Bring Your Girlfriend To Eat Cause (I'm A Flirt)
Please Believe It, Unless Your Game
Beef got served nicely
N if it's on, it's on I bring my team
Ain't nobody like me
I'm like a fat bird nobody likes me
I'm a black boy nobody likes us
Beef got served nicely
N if it's on, it's on I bring my team
Ain't nobody like me
I'm like a fat bird nobody likes me
I'm a black boy nobody likes us
a difference
I have no tolerance for black ignorance
I keep striving, driving 'cause I'm driven
By the course of Allah, the true and living
Cream
down
I am the Halleluiah Man
Yes my friends I've been born again
I'm the black sheep who while shepherds sleep
Will do anything to bring a government
Slaying blacks,before MJ had
The beetles masters,we run the
Masses,they came with their
Pitch forks,trying to change the
Way we was gamed,by trying
Switch
and no one could do diddly
Do the dirty work, bring in the coke by the boatloads
Go against the grain, nigga, I feed nose holes
Follow no family
loud, I drop em
I like
I'm Bronx Bob, bring the beats and I'm
Black stallion, knockin on concrete walls
Standin tall, rappers in my face, they
Winter time to the fall I get money every season
Ima grind until I'm gone till then Ima bring the cheese in
Get in my way my youngins finger slipped
a drink
'Cause in the long haul the night brings out the moon
The night brings out the moon
A day goes by or a year or two
And I still hear voices chanting
Therefore, in one day her plagues will overtake her: death, mourning, and famine
She will be consumed by fire, for mighty is the Lord God who judges
a difference
I have no tolerance for black ignorance
I keep striving, driving 'cause I'm driven
By the course of Allah, the true and living
Cream
Bring the beat back
Bring it back to a time when I wrote I rhyme to blow the minds of my guys
Now I'm defined by the likes that I be getting online
Running alone, trapped in this world
Not your own, not your home
Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust
Feel the pull of the stars from
Yeah yeah yeah Yeaahh let it Go
Ah what's the deal?
What's the deal? What's the deal?
What's the deal?
"I ain't black!, I ain't
White!, I ain't
Fifty-seven black [????] and lots of flows
Fat like hippopotamoes, still caught em though
In the face with excrements, peep my testaments
I bring
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low
I'm a flirt and when she's with her man
Looking at me damn right, i'm a flirt
So homie don't bring your girl
the tension
Living pretentious, casually profiting ventures
Manifested, by the way of black intelligence
Black skill, black heart and black eminence
Black
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
I bring that boogie man
That boogieman is waiting
Only the boogie can
Make the dead wake up and get it
Boogieman, boogie, boogie
Make the people
Beautiful black is gold
Mmm
Beautiful black is gold
Mmm
Beautiful black is gold
Mmm
Identified by her skin tone
Trying get out that friend zone
And get up in
time
No matter what they say
The trouble that they bring
Together and forever
This is black wall street
Soo
Walk with me
Build with me
In time well see
same battle for ages
Black men, black women, black children
Brought us to this country they needed our black skills in
We paved roads, fought wars,
a with past of Trinidad
Plenty hash up in the stash
When you got gangsta black up
In the back room
When I walk back, more vicious than wildcats
I would
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