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plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
it
Living probably the realest nigga privilege
I'm so black I'm blue
I'm so black
I'm so black I'm blue
I'm so black I'm blue
I'm so black, I'm
a crooked cop cruising down the wrong block
Can leave it bruised
Slain bodies stained black and blue
But one shot aimed at just the right spot
Can drop
no race
I pull it out and shoot it right in her face
You probably wine her and dine her
And get jealous when you can't find her
You're nothing but
Bible page flicker
Pinky ring, the finger, turned into Jigga
Seven finger nigga, bird flipper
In the thick of it, gold discin' it
Word pic 'n' mix, no
right
And it deals with black and white
Tell me Mike G is it me?
Nah, it's just society
Filled with propaganda, huh!
Why do we meander, huh?
In a zone
twos
Blues and more blues, it's that coal black blues
Blues and more blues, it's that coal black blues
Got coal in my hair, got coal in my shoes
struttin'-n-stridin'
Worker bee blues yeah worker bee blues
Some bees say ' bout makin honey
Other bees say all 'bout money
Whatever it, is no time to look up
We bees
Run round'n my city with the black heat nigga
I could never ever take a backseat nigga
I am full of rage I let world know it
I don't don't give
right
And it deals with black and white
Tell me Mike G is it me?
Nah, it's just society
Filled with propaganda, huh!
Why do we meander, huh?
In a zone
Blue faces
I got that cash
Huh uh uh
Burn it I puff and I
Blue faces
I got
Blue faces
I got them
Blue faces
I got that cash
Blue faces
Blue faces
I got
cutting it today
I just wanna burn it away
I just wanna burn it away
Light a smoke, clear my head
Fade to black but seeing red
And burn these blues away
out your candle, have Wu-Tang tagged up on your tombstone by Jandel
Release the info, 4-4 increase your heart tempo
Scared your ass, you jumped
to still run in the street
Back in the day, you know a raw nigga like me don't play
I'ma blue B L A C K black-ass nigga
Suck my dick an' make it bigger
As I
on the rooftop let you burn sum'n
Stop talking so much
Soak it up next time you have sum'n to say
Boss the fuck up
Butcher knives done died trying to be
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
haul to the bank First N.B.C.
Juve gotta a Beamer, blue and black with 17's
be Expedition shoppin, he just ordered 23's
It's all gravy, this life
hot, too cold,
I'm-I'm red hot blue cold.
I knock your melon out your fruit bowl,
All my guns black, I got true soul.
Yeah, and I call my coupe
named it right
'cause we behave the same...
We are dumb all over
Dumb all over,
Yes we are
Dumb all over,
Near 'n far
Dumb all over,
Black 'n white
on the the run...
Black Powder Train
Fizzle'n glow
A burn'n chain
Explosions blow
Blue skies, sunshine, a blazing love
Black Powder Train
From up above
Black Powder
BURN EM BURN EM!
It's been said that this would happen
Skanless skinheads jackin
All up in the crib insult for takin my force
I had to break North
'em burn 'em burn 'em!
It's been said that this would happen
Skanless skinheads jackin
All up in the crib insult for takin' my force
I had to break
it out
Fren it out
Gyal it out
Man it out
When dem Deh a top and a say dem a Rammy goat
Seet Deh dem fall off, mi have dem gyal a Ram it out
Nuh come
is Killa Season
Watch him kill the season, paid checks heavy
It's King Jaffe Joe, get ya tape decks ready
Cam'ron:
That's one and out, let's go, let's
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