Lyrics:
[Cee-Lo]
Mmmm.. this particular song right here is..
Dedicated to the black woman
And it doesn't pertain to all black women
Because some
into the man of steel
This is god given, born with it, can't practice skill
I will not lose
I'm young black and rich
I'm young black and rich
I'm young
could rise above all the rest
And I got faith in my man, Lest
Take down the King's throne
Conquer the warzone
Temper like a old dad who lost his kids
to Jim Bridger Kit was civilized and tame
These words are straight from Carson's lips if you place that story by him
If there's a man who knows this God
Roses are black
Violets for you
Soul is old, but you give me something new
Roses are black
Violets for you
Soul is old, but you give me something new
all is that we are bonded by the First Amendment!
We have the freedom of expression!
We have the freedom of choice!
And you, Chinese, black, green,
Yeah, yeah
I'm a changed man for you
Look at my past self as a replacement And give me a chance to see it Through
Feelings threw, feelings flew
But
This game is getting old
This game is getting old
This game is getting old
This game is getting old
I fell for you
I was kid you were a man I thought
civilized and tame
These words are straight from Carson's lips if you place that story by him
If there's a man who knows this God forsaken land it's Jim.
nails, keep that body in tact (yeah)
Light skin but I fuck her when it's pitch black
She gon' make her old nigga have a heart attack
Bombs over Baghdad
by the river just as the sun was sinking low
And in her eyes I saw big trouble like the muddy waters down below
Her lips were soft and sweet as honey
takes is a good nigga
At the wrong time for a bad day
Like a black boy in a drive by
Couple mommas cried issa sad day
But that’s life for us in the inner
[both] It ain't no mystery .. (4X)
"Who is that?" "The Supreme Black Man, that's who!" (3X)
"Hoo that's the man!" [both] It ain't no mystery
stop me
Cause they know who my Man’s is
Got my hands in-
Side his palm
Kicking it real smooth homie lip balm
Singing my psalms just to carry
your fucking dental
Heard you bought a crib man, how many bedrooms
Oh you rent by the hour, you gotta be out by noon
You can't trust some folks man
got me feeling too old for my age
African print and I'm proud of my brand
Black be the nation I'm taking a stand
North, South, East and the West
Police
the g's
'N' taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
You got rich 'n' g shits still a part of you
'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do
You
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
of a joke
To cuss the smell of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at
The turn of a joke
Now he's just an old
Man that nobody believes
Says
could rise above all the rest
And I got faith in my man, Lest
Take down the King's throne
Conquer the warzone
Temper like a old dad who lost his kids
While the wolves lick they lips, lamb chops
Big homie dippin' in the product, too
He said it's some OG shit but
Thats a dope fiend move
Man, the streets
Ayo, what's up E man?
Yo coolin' PMD
True true man, I just been lampin' man
So what you been up to lately, man?
Just been loungin' man, you know
Ayo, what's up E man?
Yo coolin' PMD
True true man, I just been lampin' man
So what you been up to lately, man?
Just been loungin' man, you know
Hello?
Yo, who this?
Yo, this-
Yo, what up, man?
Yo, what's up, dude? Who this?
This is the Black Thought
Oh, what's up, G?
What's good? Yo
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