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Pass the Popcorn

The Roots

Organix

1993

It looks like another one's comin around
So the Black Thought gots to get down y'all, yeah

Pass the what? (Pass the popcorn)

It looks like

Rollin' on the Island

Kid Rock

Fire It Up

1994

you know that you couldnt fade it black

'Cause my rap's like gold, or precious gems
While your rap's like an 8th full of beeners and stems
Kid Rock

My skin is
Black
My kids is
Black
My car is
Black
My fam is
Black
My style is
Black
All I know is black I was born like that
Uh
Don't judge a book by

at me SAD BOY SIX
Black boy fly feel like a King
I should prolly' quit rapping but I proceed
Packing up the heat, fuck the police
I don't live by the law,

hey la hey la my boyfriends black

Brought to me by emancipation proclimation
Hey la hey la my boyfriends black

Yeah, he's as black as our president

hit like the head, pussy molotov
The kid a freak, type to slow dance with kalishnokov
Break the bank, a full fit of Kiko Kostadinov
Spending rent,

do not miss
Jokic better give me ten re's or he a fat
Bitch
Another ticket that just missed by one
That's some sad shit
Jordan Poole dont score cause

by warthogs
But I'm gone like Sonic the hedgehog, where's the cog?
How long can I continue to jog
With Donkey Kong dropping all these barrel logs? Sob

Ohhhh... that's how you feeling right now Tone?
You know they can't rap with us 

Black by
Black by
Black by popular demand, on demand
And I'm Black

Subterranean Homesick Blues

Red Hot Chili Peppers

Under the Covers: Essential Red Hot Chili Peppers

1998

friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten

Look out, kid
Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that

Subterranean Homesick Blues

Red Hot Chili Peppers

The Uplift Mofo Party Plan

1987

friend
The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills you only got ten

Look out, kid
Look out, kid, because it's somethin' that

the first to start firing
You think then they'll start hiring
Some black cops
With sense enough to start
Doing shit to these white kids
The way them white

we charging in
I gotta speak straight from the heart again
Black queen we need to start again
Go

Self love is the way for the black kids
Self love is

Jim Beam Schluck
Halt' die Wumme wie Clint Eastwood, Blei durch Pussys wie Intimschmuck
Drive-bys in der Hood auf Cafés
Bin nicht Santa Claus, doch

Sweet
I'm a normal black kid
Transform through a portal fast in
To Super Cornrow but then fall back down
The portal to a trash bin
Then charged with

one
But wisdom is not book smart
It's Clint Eastwood with a gun
Going through hard times
Pharcyde passing you by
And accrue archives on this game

want you to play
I need a cliché and a Cadillac
'cause she stopped loving me today
All I need is a little Clint Black
To help make my pain go away

I

they ain't on shit
Get killed on the set
Pushing you off if you still on the fence
Come from the gutta was raised by another and then I found out my

with breast milk from the d cups
I snort that up used it to chop up
A rabbi and a priest walk in in all black
Ahh fuck
I beat my family in the back

cheeks
She's clapping it to the claps and the hi-hats that's sweet
Hide that 3 5 in my Levi's, under my black Calvin briefs
I'm a beehive, cause the buzz

right or wrong
Riding by ourselves
We been going strong
We lost millsz then Clint
Keep are name up out y'all mix
If y'all bitches gotta problem
Come n

Smokey Vibes
Written and performed by Derrell

Yea
FLIGHT shit
Man I have been listening to waaay too much Wayne
Waaaay too much

Please don’t ask me

nigga who decided to put cream in coffee
That nigga must have been sweet
That nigga don't drink black coffee like me
Fuck coffee that shit gon' stain my

war with a Brown skin?!
Who wants war with a Black Kid?!
Tell me nigga!
Who want war with a Black Kid?
Shout to my dawgs, by far we got that gold skin