Lyrics:
black forces
I’m black power in black people
Skin black, hair black too
Black as the blackest evil
I'm black as big lips
Gold teeth
I’m black as Jesus
and his bugs freeze the sea
Try to save the world by immolating myself
From history
The flood of counterfeits released
The black cloud
The resurrection
I've been on my best behaviour
my conscience is a little too clean
my halo's just a little too tight now
I'm tired of the old routine
So baby lets
you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like
I took a ride right down Golden West
Five minute drive
Then I park where the pavement ends
Then a dark hair, dark eyed lady
Pulled up in her black
Halo, sippin' Cris and we straight
Monday, we go to Bungalow 8
Tuesday, I'm in Spa, drunk, doin' the shake
And for the rest of the week, we just follow
Two severed human legs that belonged to
a young man with dark skin. Shiny black leg hairs glittered in the
dim streetlight. The legs had been forced
girls that love me to pull they hair (they hair)
And I admit that they love me to talk dirty when I pull they hair (they hair)
Some like me to spank 'em
Check!
Got the Tongue of a Pimp
Raised by a dirty preacher
That used the church money to cop a new Beamer
Got the heart of a child raised by
I'm posted outside like gazebo
I'm rockin' all black like a emo
They say I'm dirty money, Rambino
It's me, Otis, Dave, and
And you know that I'm
your horns
They're tryin' to replace my halo with thorns
You so basic with your vape stick
Let's go apeshit in the matrix
Arrest the president,
there is a small dirty black door
Go into the black door, there is the boiler
Near the boiler, a table
Oiled rags for cleaning chalk boards
Vacuum for
get snaked, you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo
A 20 minute song
It's not actually 20 minutes
Duey! put on something creative
Duey, you're so fucking dirty, hehehe
Oh boy
Is there any way I
Halo in the Night
Sitting by the window, with another glass of wine.
The numbing of my body, suiting me just fine
cs if there was a drumroll. cnd
the Nightstick's blanket in a February chill
And the buzzards drove a crooked sky beneath a black wing halo
He was dealin' high Chicago in the mud
And stackin'
Baby I just wish that we were still talking
No other girl has ever matched your dirty magic
I used to
Pull her by her hair
Choke her till she's red
Till
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair
dirty, then go take a bath.
Messed up the line?
Nope, sometimes I don't rhyme.
Help yourself to a cracker, with a spread of cheddar cheese,
Have
And do thatdance, until it don't move,
Doowutchyalike,
Sometimes I bite.
Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat,
And if you're dirty
unlimited warranties
Black Caesar, dating top divas
Diplomatic immunity, no time for a Visa
And just because, I'ma shoot them one by one
Got five sides
Bounce, bounce, so come on, baby, abuse me
You know I love the way you
You know I love the way you do me dirty
I like your black dress
With your hair
to guide
Me back to the fire
Cause if a man can't change his
Stars, he can, damn sure, change his stripes
When nightfall paints the world
All black and white
smoke 'em in a pack
Jesus by my side I know he will never lack
I ain't scared of Lucy forces come black on black
Time to give my tithe I just made me
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