Lyrics:
Look like
Dirty Dancing
Silhouettes Singing
Lights
Camera
Action
See our Shadows
In the Dark
Look like
Dirty Dancing
Darker than Black
My 50 Shades
For my theme song
My leather black jeans on
My by any means on
Pardon, I'm getting my scream on
Enter the kingdom
But watch who you bring home
living decisions different from mine
Young and black, they look at it as if it’s given
Thinking I would give in to the stigma set on how we’re living
cooties (Damn)
She don't think about all her actions, all the shit she's done
Too many of these black boys dying by the fucking gun (Pop, pop)
Niggas want
your son," girl, don't trip about it
Walk up in with apple sauce and broccoli
Little Bobby, better eat your greens, boy, don't give me lip about it
devil's gold in my '69 Chevelle
Watching flames in the mirror, taking Cole back to hell for those
Sweet black Cherry lips
Sweet black Cherry hips
Sweet
"We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I leave without
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I
clip
She tripping and giving me lip
Then we make it up in the whip
If you know me you know I got good intentions from the core
And they're saying I'm too
lights
I'm a wolf, black version of Twilight
These rap nigger's too thick, they make a plight
This is a rap sticker, I heard your album
But like
friend was killed by a drunk driver
The guy got out of his car
And shot my friend in the face
'Cause I'm beginning to feel
Like a black god, black guy
the NAACP
Getting money yeah I let the cat out
I get any sicker then I'm probably gonna pass out
In the studio cause they sleep on me like the black couch
the NAACP
Getting money yeah I let the cat out
I get any sicker then I'm probably gonna pass out
In the studio cause they sleep on me like the black couch
rosy man
Oh is that your chick
Why she all in his six?
With her hand on his dick
Keep licking her lips
Is that your chick?
Why she all in his
Action's what I'm looking for, action's what I like
You know what my name is, I'm the mistress of the night
Sometimes I dress in black, sometimes I dress
The Arrival
Leaving by the same door from which he had come in,
He finds some sort of freaks ghetto on the other side.
When they catch sight
At last I'm literally lounging black woah
At last I'm literally
Well well
At last I'm literally lounging black
A true G that's me
At last I'm
start
Disassembled the puzzle and figured out everything 'bout you inspired by narwhal
Just be talking bout shit like I'm working in sewers
Be talking my
the game where you guess if inventions were made by Black.
We are here with our guest Ms. K. cre you ready to play
I am ready, as the kids say.. No Cap
Ok,
it's just chirpin'
Photo men in black the Secret Service or a
Kingsman, call me Colin Firth, man
Love when they leave me, it hurts to see that skirt flow
redemption?
It's the Butterfly Effect, it's more the an album
No manifesting rocks, but I speak it, it shall come
Black and white you're in the middle like
Beyond typical flow
Black and white cam, elevator
Surveillance photo
Freeze frame
Still shot that skill spot
Ryu in the post office
???????????
No charge
lean on my axis,
Codeine on my black lips
Acid on them black strips
Yeah Talkin' about a mattress
Mention a backflip
Can't sleep worth a fuck
When you
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