Lyrics:
Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill
And we never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rolling across the Georgia state
Had motor
come on home with me?
Well well well
Some day I'm gonna make her mine
Gonna change her rags to silk
Make her look like a lady refined
I won't let
Is A Divine Play, You Are Praised By Nandi
You Stay On The Peak Of The Greatest Mountain Vindhya, You Give Joy To Vishnu, You Are Praised By Indra
O
[Ill Bill]
How can I make a clear decision in the haze of drugs?
Prostitutes & Guns
I stumble up the ladder with Sabac and Chunk
By my side when I
high
The thing that makes killa's high
Hang 'em high by the gold link necktie
And drain 'em dry into tempest eye now you ain't God
so you ain't that
wrapped up in the strangle silk
Of this cobweb town where culture is king?
I'm in my bedroom on the verge of a terrible thing
I close my eyes and think
And the mission don't stop till the casket drop
I'm protected by the tech
And the teflon vest
And we earn that respect
Cause we worked so hard so put that
land
Cause justice has been banned
So it's play dirty or die by the hand
That's holding all the guns
Plunged, deep into religion was my first
stopped in Charlotte, we
By passed Rock Hill
We never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by
Sundown rollin' out of Georgia State
We had
Take me in, tender woman, " sighed the snake
She wrapped him up all cozy
In a coverture of silk
And then laid him by the fireside
With some honey
I switch
To some fly shit, like some silk suits by Paul Smith
And purchase some kicks by Kenneth Cole
Cop a Hilfiger, or Polo goose, for when it's
Elliptical eyes encased in glass
To attack is their obsession
Every encounter failed to pass
Brought me to my knees but
Still I'm coming back
it’s fucking creepy
There’s no reason to put on makeup and dress in a costume to befriend children in two thousand fucking eighteen
You may encounter
it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
Well, when you're sitting there
In your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folk that you know
Well, I hope you won't see me
In my
By the time the guests arrive
Ooh, already it was dark outside
Tables set with china dishes
We're welcomed in with tiny kisses
What's her name; I
from, it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
your fucking line
They will follow
And they will burn the stolen gift
To choose your death will save you
The strength of belief extracted by social power
and upgrade you
I can (up), can I? (Up), let me, upgrade you?
Partner, let me upgrade you
I can do for you, what Martin did for the people
Ran by the men,
and upgrade you
I can (up), can I? (Up), let me, upgrade you?
Partner, let me upgrade you
I can do for you, what Martin did for the people
Ran by the men,
conquered
At every turn there were victories
And the men came and the men went
And some of them might have stayed
But their dreams weren't silk or linen
from my iPhone
I'ma take it one-two way back
Like a silk wife beater and a wave cap
Or the wave pool at Blue Bayou
And I waved, fool, as I blew by
The deer woman in a silk dress
Girls with beads around their necks
Kiss the hunter of the green vest
Who has wrestled before
With lions in the night
Wishes and hopes are the tiny silk ropes to which we attach our dreams.
Tie up a few and I'm certain that you will begin to achieve your schemes.
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