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Here We Come

Salt-N-Pepa

Pret-A-Porter (Ready to Wear)

1995

gets busy with mine 
Spend quality time with my baby on the norm 
But when it's time to get the nook, yo, I go on strong 
Black, intelligent, wise

stay by my side
And we'll be alright
Ayy
Tonight
You and I
We gone light it up
Tonight tonight
You and I you and I
We gone paint the town red
She is

my own vibe
I'm so high
Watchin' time fly as it goes by
And I sit back with a bowl packed
Night sky Black word to Kodak
Living in the moment
Outside

money. New benefits
Building it and milking it until I reach the end of it
Work for someone else? I can do without the visiting.
I… Me… Myself… Cut my own

as the best of bread
and will rise
and will become strongI swear it to you
I swear it to you on my own head
I swear it to you on my common
woman's
head

job

Black millionaire brunches
Sons raised by their aunties
Pops getting no sleep
Mom catching flights in and out the country
Benz whipping out

Flaw shit! This the fucking
Black Sheep mixtape
Cause I am the black sheep of this
Rap shit always been in my own
Lane, I always did my own shit
I wanna

we do is just tryin' to polish it
But sometimes things happen, thinkin' I wanna call it quits
A while back, my girlfriend was fired from her office

the drums
Black-eyed babe on the boarwalk mumbles : “When dreams do come true
They also become bored”
Yes, power to the women ! 
They can't get as dumb as us

Willard!’

I took his big black gun
And I put it to my head
And I pulled his sweaty trigger
But no one was dead!

And he didn’t know what to do
He just stood

is flaws in human design
And your child is like
(Red wine)
I will tell my story
(Behind)
(Break)

Yo, I wasn't trying to be black rave (Wicked)
Do you

Last Mass of the Caballeros

Public Enemy

There's a Poison Goin' On....

1999

bargained for

Six-pack weasels pumped up by their own press releases
Till the capital ceases
Ain't no difference tween black and white
Except the green

the way, the way, yeah

this grudge you hold is yours alone
fifty percent of my mistake you own
you own, you own, you know, yeah
what have you to gain
from

I can't do this on my own 
I need help I need help 
On this path all alone
By ourselves by ourselves 
Put our name in the stone 
So it's there so

I could see you even when your out of sight
So I'll go any feet just to be by your side
And I'll keep you with all of my might
Fell in love with your

sewed from seams
Made by black Queens
'Cause you fifty-four but, looking fifty-three
Work it, granny, work it
Whatever you do, please don't hurt 'em
You

Look at me
Look at me
Don't tell me love dont love me no more
My Eyes
They really cried
I know you tried
I know you cried
Im innocent as pure

stepped into a ring of fire
I'm brave to fight with no one by my side
They're hiding and I'm seeking
Cause I jump for what I want
I remember thinking
Don't

broke or have a baby by Keisha
My worst nightmare
Uncle Sam don’t fight fair
Niggas die over Nike airs
Ain’t no sympathy over here for black tears
Call me

cross-eyed
I'm back to back with all my issues
Either cackling or in dispute
Where the action? Shooting missles
At my past, hope it blows up
Making beats

Weekend's for the slack off
Small house
Backyard
Brown eyed black dog
Maybe clear some backlog on an RPG
Spend some hours on some side quests
Get stuck

So much smoke that it made my heart dry
Black eye
Bullseye
Got some hands thrown by some fake ass playas
Battlecry
Vilify
Writing beats like I was

Into silence and consequential denial of my intelligence for the sparing of your own
Five
Get deep
For the sake of simply showing how stupid people

Lyrically, I'm drivin' drunk how I'm swervin'
In and out of genres, I ain't pop or urban
I'm my own category, you can
Call that shit purpose, listen
I need