Lyrics:
Fade to black
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Dance little tin goddess
Sing it for us
(Na na na
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth
blast myself
Couple problems my cash can't help
Human issues, too strong for tissues
Fuck bravado, won't mask my wealth
Move your body if you came
ain't no black bandana man
Do I display the face of some wanted man?
I just play my guitar in this here bar
But if you see the cops a' comin' I'ma run
the hair
Black boy burned crisp, pursed black lips
Black marionettes dance limp, over the pit
The kindly ones distant as the winter's sun
A mad woman
to say
I can read your lips with mine
Rockin' side to side while the DJ plays
Every heartbeat keepin' time
Hand in hand and I don't understand
How a dance
fuckin' era
And you should just admit it
Can't nobody do it better
Gotta Hood by Air sweater, this shit is M3
And I'm in a M3 till
My nigga Benji's we
we always rolling
Yes I'm a Christian but I'm riding in a Demon man
I borrowed lip balm from your bitch while I done watched her dance
I don't do
the old me till I stacked my bread so high it fucking fell
Everyday know I'm dripping in all black
Waiting for your call back
Cause I can't fuck with
can't speak
And do a thing but a rock and shuffle your feet
And let it change up to a dance called The Freak
And when ya finally do come in to your
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
rather pay taX than be locked in a cage but
Black market money is a taX free wage (Rocky)
And he’s got that far away look in his eyes
And he just say’s
(So Raspy)
My insecurities
From what you did to me
I can't let 'em go, baby (uh-uh)
No, I can't let 'em go
I remember how you'd bite my lip
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
birth, packing a gat on the turf
Ready to drop any sucker on contact
You can't keep me calm, black, so pass me the bomb sack
And watch me extend with
I've fallen down
Your lips are so sweet, the night is perfect take off your dress
And get up and dance around the room a little more
We get up
me?
Baby, won't you dance with me?
Hey, honey child, can't you see?
Can't you see that tonight (tonight)
You're gonna dance with me? (Tonight)
Tonight
built buildings
Now them same roads are the ones that we getting killed in
Black culture, black owned, black experience
Black dances, black slang, that’s
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
can't speak
And do a thing but a rock and shuffle your feet
And let it change up to a dance called The Freak
And when ya finally do come into your
thoughts by the mausoleum
I can't believe my eyes but
I know I see 'em she walked up to me "Can
I have this dance?"
And put her hand right into my pants
fail to see
Natural to be acceptable
What about names
Something Congolese
Or safe like Jane
Can't have a conversation bout cops killin black folk
But we
White shoes with the red Bottoms
Tanned skin with the red lips
The way she wind it on the dance floor she hypnotised me with her hips
I swear
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