Lyrics:
My king and a Few other graduates are the excos
The frat name is Askaria
Black youth, pursue them from Africa
Yeah
We no need fear to produce truth
Cuz
a blonde bitch
I got my own fragrance
Powered by 50, goddamn it, I think I made it
I tried to keep it basic
They wanna complicate shit
The feds on my phone
mother
Raised up by grandmother ???
Cause my mark-ass daddy never came around for guidance
So now I'm forced to stand up on my own two
Mm, um, yeah
Palms sweatin', guess it's time for the murder
My nigga my nerve, I swerve left you dead on the curb
Tell his family get them black
you are my whole world
and you still look amazing in your own flaws
We have fun, run, kisses outdoor
WRITTEN BY; Nkosana Matshaya, Mphumeleli Zimba,
Blaise Bailey Finnegan III is the name of an Iron Maiden vocalist and is also the name of the second track on Godspeed You Black Emperor!'s EP, Slow
You can't turn off the lights this time; Morning has come
And I don't know about you but I've been blinded by the sun
9 months of darkness, 20 years
inside
Black eyed
Before you know it
You're punished for
Actions you have long suppressed
You might wonder why you fell
Thought you did well
But welcome my
by the river, catch fish, it's Savannah
Crawl fish by the power when I'm in Louisiana
Flow the water, my neck's wet, it's a topper
Diamonds in
of my being
To even touch the event horizon of such a black hole of selfishness
Is to encounter something so misshapen it defies categorization in a human
your corner
Now you know how I feel
All ya gotta do now to get my full attention
Work that pretty black frock for me
Hey, you, can't you see
I just want
own mirror
Your head gets big
And hell grows nearer
For you'll let things by
And look away from the mirror
You'll lie and though not die
You'll kill
around at my so called friend
Light skin to the brown
The black
Here we go again
Homey over there knows Keith an
But he be thiefin'
I don't trust him
I've done
Was it something that I said
Lost inside these thoughts, I'm feeling trapped in my own head
So, will it ever end
Tell me, will this ever end
one baby this time it ain't my problem shawty
I can't smell ya
Take him by my momma house girl she'll tell ya
Dat baby don't look like me x9
"she's
coated - grey to black
To much time confined in that hot box not going back
Tried to keep it clean with my intentions so pure
But got wrapped up by
on my rhymes
See this face in ink, I'm havin' visions of wisdom
Dreamin' 'bout my own ending
Am I seein' death as freedom and livin' as prison
My
which compel a man to destiny,
Haunted by the whispers of the dead.
Blood is black in the moonlight
As it was when I pierced the heart of my
travel by shadow
Until you tell me to leave
Now I'm back under black light
Looking for time
Where is the star that I needed to shine
Anticipating
My
My son's name is Michael Justice Ajani Sterling
Michael after his grandfather, not to mention Jordan, Jackson, and Tyson
See, he came out fighting
BLACK IS BLACK
BUT WHITE IS RIGHTER, RIGHT?
A CHINK’S YELLOW
EVERY JEW’S A KIKE
SUCK MY DICK,
YOU’RE A CHICANO SPIC,
'SCUSE ME, IS THERE SOMETHIN'
Scarred angel
A flawed man though
My hearts mangled
George Floyd unarmed strangled
Killer took a knee and took a life for that star spangled
These
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
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