Lyrics:
believe in you
White flash sees the sky
And it turns its side from you
She won't turn my back
And I know you turn so blue
You know
And your sky is
I wet it silver
Remember my orange and black race car with them ? n****
I remember everything
I remember, I remember, I remember
I remember
the tracks
Sunburn bounce soot off the black smokestacks
Parapliers pinched up slow down the sky
Blue 'o' poured the engineer's voice
Whstlin' down low 'n
the knowledge and the blue strip six figures
And For my key to the city big OG's
And for my (hey) Black Kings and my Black Queens
I'm a Bruin, n***a
I got young,
You start it out by puttin' on your old blue dress
And you slip your feet into your blue suede shoes
And you look up at blue skies through your pale
the world die by the creator
So don't listen to their cheats and curses
Stick it up your ass
If you think I'm gonna pass
We're black on black, detonate
tearin’ out her weave
N it was me nigga me dat taught her to suck seed
I’ll be one a dem hype niggaz not spliff star on di mic niggaz
Yuh really wanna come
them
By hook or crook
To get more aware of themselves
And where they came from
And what they are into
And what is already there
And just to bring it out
pole position, I'm Mario Andretti
it only gets worse from here
Seems like the end is near
Vibration of my voice it'll penetrates your ears
You try to out
Making love by the fire getting carpet burns
You in her arms and winter in a snow jar
Pouring out her mind living in her mess
Staining your embrace
existence in this cosmic fight
Three-headed dead grandma with vulture claws
The Grim Reaper's cloak, shredded by the law
Giant Ratmen with swords made out
destroyed it
Now n****s gettin' out lookin' for employers
Made a deal with the D.A. and the lawyer
Swearin' he would never tell - put it on his daughter
It's a trap, it's a trap
Why they ain't tell us red and blue don't matter when you black?
Matter of fact we in blindfolds, bunch of lost souls
candy, candy
Get it how you want it
Whip it, twist it, pop your whip up on the corner
While I tadaa check out this bizarre
The D A T, the N I double G,
T'as beaucoup de taff Macron
Arrête de nous prendre pour des cons
Crs SS
Crs SS
La rue elle est à qui
Elle est à nous
Le Black Bloc n'arrêtera jamais
eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give
blues
Look, I live my life on edge, not a ledge
‘Cause any minute I could slip
Neo had just about half left of a good clip
Shack on face, black
burn it up way louder
Pulled up drippin' like Mayflower
Knock his ass out like Mayweather
My girl dress like a trendsetter
Same old whip, brand new
floors
So bitch you can fight your own wars
So if you see a man in red white and blue
Gettin' chased by the Lench Mob crew
It's a man who deserves
on policy
Ya'll touchin' me right nigga, yeah, first black president
Win, lose or draw nigga, matter of fact, you know what it is, man
Shouts out Jackie
the teeth crunching, peers and seeds crumbling
Stuck inside a box and it's black
Nothing's real, we picking out the trash
Counting bars of the cells of our
to success homes
It gets cold from what Im told, dress warm
In this white mans world the games on
Im the black mans black man get me James Cohn
By any means
, twist it, pop your whip up on the corner
While I, taadow, check out this bizarre
The D-A-T the N-I double G, the D-A-Z
Again it's up in the wind, feel
obsessed with it
They be turning those head like on the exorcist
No wonder why they mad as shit
They wish they possessed
This Black excellence
Black
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