Lyrics:
like puppets in strings
They love how we're divided, they can't stand us as a team
Yo black on black crime, Yo the media is silent
Black on white crime,
to black
Fortune, fame mirror vain gone insane (insane)
Fortune, fame mirror vain gone insane
Dance little tin goddess
(Na ra ra na da da da) na na
free, free to be me.
Black night is a long way from home.
Black night, black night,
I don't need black night,
I can't see dark night.
Maybe I'll
can barely talk
Makin' me say mmm
I can't fight it
I'll do anything you want to do tonight
So oh hell
Little black dress got me in a mess can't
Fate chances moonlight
Face dances tonight
Fate chances moonlight
I can't be distracted
By the stuttering of the kids
I just sit enraptured
By your
(come)
Bit by bit, it got impossible to ride out
Really couldn't tell you what it made me inside
Bite my lip while I'm dying inside out
Lost my way still I
music, rockabilly
Gotta show you all my skills and my ability
Tip tap dance, black Billie Elliot
Ra ta ta, percussion shoes
Gotta be your favorite
Your
to black
Fortune, fame mirror vain gone insane (insane)
Fortune, fame mirror vain gone insane
Dance little tin goddess
(Na ra ra na da da da) na na
clap and she do it wit' no hands
I ain’t throwin’ dollas cause for you I'd throw bands
Steppin' by me when I’m takin' shots of henny
I see that she dance
Top ten MC, tell me I'm not
I am that so you can't tell me I'm not
Yeah, I met the devil like hell was a lot
I'm still here today, don't tell me I'm
happened there at all
All the toys that I once had, laid out for me to see
I can't for certain know that they are from my memory
See, puppet lips tell
And even Her dance
In the vast mirrors cast
Looked the ill of Her future
If fate feasted there
In an age crucified by the nails of faith
When rank
the wall like John wall
Do my dance I'm super lit
If he run up on me ima buss his lip
They took his chain, took all shit went thru his wallet and fucked his
caliber, your caliber is deuce deuce
Shoot, y'all niggas can't hang like a loose noose
I get on stage, niggas in my ear like a Bluetooth
And that's
on me dance n when I drive by
Limo tint the whip can't see the inside
Rollie on my wrist like I can't tell time
Cuz I din seen to many of my friends die
one round Ima leave that thang blue, black
Yeah, do dat
I want to make it last forever
Let me prove dat
The best thing going
The rest ain't knowing
Got
got the black mask and I'm 'bout it
You know I can't leave the crib without it
A lot of people say they doubt me
You best believe my niggas 'bout it
dope cocks can't cope and stricken chickens all molt
Like him, he's gone
Tried to spin a CD-ROM
Ended up stuck dead in the world wide web of Shelob
But
Her dance
In the vast mirrors cast
Looked the ill of Her future
If fate feasted there....
[III. Eyes That Witnessed Madness]
In an age crucified by
time to be Black
I see you clock the ball handles n the dance moves
Makin an excuse to make the N word theirs too
Yall wana be Black till its time to be
and the boss is confused by what he sees
My white friends say I’m uber sassy
My black friends well, I don’t have any
At the end of work they ask me to stay
you get this letter
This here is black mail
And I am hoping for better
I can't wait for my paycheck
I'm not comfortable making it
I'm not
Mama, lil' mama, girl your lip gloss is popping
I got to acknowledge, girl your hip tossing's awesome
You come here often cause how you ride
(Well Done Fever)
Enrgy made this one
Ayy, ayy, ayy, bitch
T-Raww (ayy, hah)
Well Done, motherfucker
DJ Drama (yeah)
How 'bout I dance in
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