Lyrics:
black man holds nine, Gotta chill star C-A.L.L.A.H
Be the light of Shamar, work hard Shamar C-Cipher-A.L.L.A.H
Adapt bars snatch stars and detach large
my audio files
If I wrote it down definitely going up
And I speak my shit
It ain't it easy
Black
Black
Black kid
Two kicks tryna sell a cd
Black
Black
(Welcome to Sky Pager)
Beepers
Beepers
Beepers
Beepers
(Welcome to Sky Pager)
Beepers
(Press the pound key after each entry)
I'm
huh)
Do It all no plan b (No plan b)
Do it all no plan b (No plan b)
Get the bag that’s a major key
Major key is when you got the bag
Black man with
smell me
Shouts out to my nigga Laurie
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be low key
On these
black America my CD drop
In 2002 to change hip hop
Most folks shake ya bones
I'm talking cyclones and Terrordomes like Mel Gibson's
My heat will cook
Mislaid plan make a mess made
Damnation, let's play hands and spades
That's without, a boycott and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in with a fist out
being a lonely, lonely, lonely lonely lonely boy
Woo! Hey! Yeah
Well, I got a bag to blow and a brand new medical card
I must be driving towards
black fabric
Black magic, rap magic, rap logic, Diggy got it
Check, D, on CD, now you fiend me
Big screen TV, now you see me, plush livin'
Touch
ET flow gotta swing around Venus
Ass fat shit kinda sit like Serena
Black cat flew by where is Sabrina
Get hit wit a spell
Now in you in love
Create
showing off my pieces
'Cause I know keys!
Oh yeah, that was a brand new single by your boy future
It's the morning man with the plan
It's OG Reeferer
All these honeys probably love you for the racks
I'm a young school boy
Made it out the cracks
You can't purge my niggas last name blacks
Everybody
them 'Shut yer mout'
I tell them 'Well done you found
A diamond in the dirt'
Boy Better Know t-shirts, that's my thing
I've got a black one of these,
stutterin' like a CD in a donk
Bump, bump, bump, bump
And I'm in a blue Chevy, runnin' over motherfuckers in first
I ain't even shift gears yet, I ain't
of condemn
I'm this jungle we call the town in the city of sin
Where niggahs start packing 9's by the time they run 10
And by the time they 18 they locked up
Just in case you forgot
We go by The Runners (hold up)
Chris Brown
This what we do
We do this
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money
I hear them talking they talk through the mud
Them lonely nights they aren't fun
Them lonely nights boy they aren't fun
This is Gods way of showing
boy, we not equals (Equals)
I ain't even really start
This not the beginning, no this is the prequel (Prequel)
Everything wrapped in black now
If that
I'd go legit?
For sure, yeah, yeah
We comin' Blacker than Black Panther 2
Nobody this thorough, that's the truth
Never go against the family,
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
a beautiful country
Very special country
A very diverse Country
And by the way
This government has fought for every person who lives in it
Black, white,
you wish me luck out there man and you take care of yourself to alright
All right, peace
Them boys rap, they do they thing but I don't wrap with them
singin' songs, singin' songs for the lonely
Well the girls with the room keys
They know all his words by heart, by heart and they all sing
Lovely girl,
singin' songs, singin' songs for the lonely
Well the girls with the room keys
They know all his words by heart, by heart, and they all sing
Lovely
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