Lyrics:
Ms. Ebony!
Beautiful skin that shines in the light
Goddess by day, Goddess by night
Ms. Ebony!
I love your skin, I love your soul
When you got black
Ain't the way it's supposed to be
Till then Imma spill the tea
In these records I be spinning like it's Hurricane Katrina
And I can't trust the news
Cause
eye of Katrina
Might find what ya feelin if dyin is the meaning
No life for a demon no lie to redeem it
Show vice on a v-neck hold pride to the meaning
and put it on the track
I don't need to cop a Bugatti to show I'm makin racks
Put my heart in every line and they all tryna paint it black
Damn, if u want
All aboard!
Coooooooon Traaaiin!
We have our honorary members today
Stacey Dash, Katrina Pierson, Sheriff Coon I mean Clarke
Sheriff!? Man this nigga
Look I found my passion, as a black nigga
They thought it never happen
They telling me to stick to ball, or rappin
But I went my own route,
bitch is wearing all black
Think about her all day
Just to fuck her all night
Plus ultra on this bitch
Might as well be All Might
I might
Make love in
Life has been a freakin mess, since I was a little shorty, by the time that I was fifthteen I had 2 have a forty.
Smokin reefa popin pills was my
nodded off the acid possessed by the man in black
Feel like Jeffrey my alter ego King Slatt
Crashing down your block
Yasuke a maniac
Bad bitch give me
clean and about a year after my day one who seemed, to be on the same level now dead to OD
Thank god I got jenna my better place when I see black and let
and cause more harm than Katrina,
Palm ya nina, I doubt they wanna spar if they meet us,
Do a drive - by, the only thing they saw was the GS,
Cut out
fast cars, my life up in that fast lane
Get mine the fast way, now they know me by my rap name
Meeting with the plug, negotiating the rates
Standing in
bitches just like bush did katrina
Push her with the product like asbestos and FEMA
Ike and ms Tina, Magic nose like Sabrina
I got the pussy
cleaner
There's no oxy in these morans, homie I see it
It's a genocide from Brooklyn all the way to Pasadena
Katrina came for the culture, quarantine was
She fine as she age like good wine makeup and hair done
She said she know a plug up the road he never lay low
He black and mama Mexican streets be
The Last Poets - updated by Ethan]
I love niggas, because niggas are me. And I should only love that which is me. I love that you niggas go
(Listen to this, listen to this)
Listen to this uh
Just let me hold you
Right by your hips
I miss your body
Yeah I miss your lips uh
I'm missin' all you
black women,
Man,
cll of it's dead,
Cancel them,
Or me, or you,
Who's telling the truth?
Man,
cll of it's dead,
Gyal get BBLs,
cnd lip shots,
cnd tit
you gon' do oo-oo, if I touch you if I put my lips on you oo-oo
If we took you back to the crib just me and you oo-oo
All night I want to play just say
Razors concealed in an oncoming low
Shave the treetops of southern Tasmania
And slice apart a thousand duffle coats
Worn by spectres which still
them lips
and let me look at that tongue
Thinkin' about how she fuck by the way she part them lips
and let me look at that tongue, get it?
That girl
Black Thought, yo, the skill assisted
By the Mal-ik B
The symbol you remember me to be type valid
Disastrous, the master just bust
This for the listener
the Chinese
They keep us divided men and
Women, black and white, Muslim
Christian and Jew
They keep us demoralized, that’s what the
Education system league
glocks
But I'm a nigga for lie and a man by choice
Walkin through Chinatown a black man (nigga)
Walkin through the projects a balck man (nigga)
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