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Ooouuu daddy I like it

Black child black child
Won't you rise above the hate?
Let your dreams elevate
Come tomorrow we gone celebrate

Black child

no favours
Beat up the beat and leave it dead in the street
My feet are red, I'm still releasing CD's
It is what it is, what'd you expect it to be
So

raise me
Show me love like a baby 
When I'm gone will they mourn me
Like the cop always chase me 

Nigga I been tised by trauma
Never had a question for

of the dead sea
I'm guarded by the creatures of mud
Volcanic floors, the black smokers
I'm smothered by the dark green fumes
By the lullabies of the whales

Feel the Vibe

Rampage

Politics & Bullshit

1997

'cause my name maintain 

The cocaine weight rawest nigga on tape 

CDs we bump by the key 

Plus the LP 

Is guaranteed lactose free 

Ay yo we

for a spin
Brothers getting baby mothers dead or in the pen
And black girls never trusting black men to defend
But we're dying on the road for the code

Play'n It Raw

B.G.

Chopper City in the Ghetto

1999

them hotboys play tha game raw (what) 

Ya got some keys I come ta duct tape ya and rope ya 
Stay low 
My chopper gone let loose and super soak ya fa

Thinking bout all this shit that I do for you
Gotta be your one
Can't be your number two
Roses they stay red and dead prezzies blue
Yeah dead

nights of being pegged by her stairin’ eyes! 
(Chorus)  Eyes black, she bloody, and she likes that A Child dead in her arms she takes a bite of his neck,

Life so precious still we live reckless 
Cops got it in for us now who gone protect us
Judge throw the book at us maybe we should have read it

Streets of New York (City Life)

Alicia Keys

Unplugged

2005

Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York)
Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)
Come here, yeah, yeah
(New York, New York)

who gone son me
Wrist fleak F-type drifting like a RT
Diamond gang spelled out on the plate
In the rear
She want ja I grab yo hoe by the waist
Yeah come

the
Type of cool that's found in Porunga
Even Majin Buu felt like a fool
When facing this illy Buddha
Black Bishops cause hick-ups puffin hyssop
Vishuddi

plus double-d
You know how girls on black planet be when they get bubblee
At N-YU but she headed from Kansas, right now she just lampin, chillin

When things have changed 
Behind your back 
Misplaced youth 
Thrown on the tracks 
They took it all 
Bought and sold 
Those past ideals 
Now dead

Cause if I was ever wrong
Then they would be dead and gone
Hope I get the message across
Til I find a better boss
No I never placed a bet
No I never take

hella roles
Make shows on the block then i get my way on,
Gotta get the pay on
Yo Nigga dead wrong

-

Yeah I say no smoke
Fuck Nigga no smoke
I'm just

Pillow Talkin'

Tech N9ne

Killer

2008

the Feds tap-Bed trap
What you tell your lady can make you take a dead nap
Fluff up your pillow an lay your head back

[Chorus:]
You
Be pillow talkin'

finna burn this bitch down!
I made prolly 4 or 5 beats each and everyday
I was going thru cds, my nigga, by the case
I ain't have no money but I needed

i'm like a dead end
You can't get nothing by me (Stop it)
I'm Nino Man, I keep shooters behind me
They knew how I was comin'
Already when 'Kiss signed

Burn the Pages

Sia

1000 Forms of Fear

2014

let 'em cook oh
Yesterday is dead and gone and so today
Place your past into a book
Burn the pages, let 'em cook

Eyes stinging from the black

I Got a Story to Tell

The Notorious B.I.G.

Special Dedication

against the Utah Jazz
My 112, CD blast, I was past
She came twice, I came last, roll the grass
She giggle, sayin', "I'm smoking on homegrown"
Then I

I Got a Story to Tell

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

against the Utah Jazz
My 112, CD blast, I was past
She came twice, I came last, roll the grass
She giggle, sayin', "I'm smoking on homegrown"
Then I

keep us down
But uh, we gone be around
Might as well change up now

Black Queen on the throne
Made from the rib but is the backbone
This melanin comes in