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lay there and stare
As the dark man makes him painfully aware
The blood drips down from it's long black hair
And now he prays for nightmares
When it

selling oxy's black market
Surrounded by computer hackers, train beggars, purse snatchers
Line snorters, inspired actors athletes overdosing on campus

I

reminded I was nothing
Black sheep got a lot of hate cuz I'm not my brother
That not me I'm my own person ima motherfucker
I was down bad got described like

an none a my bitches mediocre 
switch em up like am by polar
got that one bitch Asian an black 
hair long ass super fat 
VVS drippin on this neck 
VIP got

Let me tell you story bout a kid without a father
Raised by his daughter and taken care by his mother
She always bothered to keep her children in

The hairs on her arm
It reminded her of the green acres farm
And with herds and herds of small black sheep
She never could stand working for that creep
She

It starts in black
Pan the cam a bit back
Blinding light
A child is born to this world
With a fight

Miguelito
Ojos claro y mulatico
Convulsing

Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by
For you may be the next to die
They wrap you up in a big white sheet
From your hair down to your feet

They put

Morality Play in Three Acts

Chumbawamba

Uneasy Listening

1999

Act one, the smell of green leather, 
French polish, quite pristine, 
Not a hair out of place, not a wrinkle, 
Not a crease, the silverware all

things
And it's strange
They treating our culture dirty
'Cause this year
Rap City would eventually turn 30
No conversation, no presentation
No social media

dirty dish rag, you

You couldn't fit my twos
Not even my kids tap shoes
Kenny Wayne Shepard
Blue on black

That's a big ass bruise
I'm this good at rap

day
Another bar
Already three long islands deep
I sit there and I start to creep
Black hair blue eyed dream
Pale skin
Perfect teeth
Got a body that

"Guess"
I say, "Well I suppose short in the front, long in the back
And maybe while you're at it, how 'bout dying it black"
He says, "Good idea, your roots

hair, wearing all black
I picked her up outta his home
She told him to leave her alone
We walked up inside of my crib
When I finished, I dropped her back

not black
I can't tell by your complexion, you Mexican
And you're gettin' better, but you still kinda Suck ass at rappin'

You need to go take a nap

your life, sleep good that night
Crab crab legs in Savannah
I'm so Tony Montana
Nose full of coke, M16, all black hammer
Put coke in the street, in

it up in a little black folder
FBI wanna rub my shoulder
It's over before it gets any colder
So I gotta say it's over (Uh, huh)

Me and my crew, we're

tried to keep us there
The streetlamp covered us in dirty gold
your lips were hot against the cold
and your hair a black raven 
into my hands it fell

When the dark night slows down in your sleep
And you pass into dreaming that's when she'll be coming
Car driving by leaves a spray of small droplets

that's when she'll be coming
Car driving by leaves a spray of small droplets 
from the dirty pavement on the left side of her coat
She passes through

Verse: 1

You want in well I’ll open up the door
Hot chics tip toeing on the wood floors 
You can tell by the quality I’m making a living
Triple coat

but it will one day
In the days that y'all got to
Suck seeds to fucking succeed
I'm in my all black tuxedo, hair nappy
JID Buckwheat my girl tryna leave

I wouldn't care if you was a cheap broad that lean by the bar
You and 3 broads drinking one drink with 3 straws
Like retards Siamese linked with 3

Combing my hair
Lost in a mirror maze
A black candle shines
Dancing shadows on my eyes
Trying to escape from here
Broken glasses hurt my feet

Sitting