Lyrics:
that you wishing I was
Just draped and dripping in blood
Instead I'm in black again
Blacking on tracks again (Oh)
Price tag on my head (Aye)
Nice bag
the eye of the forest
There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair,
I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair,
I didn't waste time, I
Chorus:
Look at all these haters surrounding me every day
hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay
stop all the hatin I can't take it no more
called up in the clouds
Is there something you forgot to tell me...
tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Show me my Teresa, feel it rise in me
higher
Nah, every day I wake up I just feel more inspired
My determination is key, and it’s not ever gonna expire
By the time I'm done on the track, you’ll
deep in my mind
Some place to hide deep in my soul
Any place we try any place we go
We always try to hold
White keys or black keys
It's not so funky
Beautiful is black, Beautiful is black
Beautiful is black, Beautiful is black
Beautiful is black
Promised I'd write my way up out my mama house
Now
Vanilla by the case, fuck the cuffs, where my bracelet?
Frenchy is the name, CB is the gang
Let's call the boys, call a couple planes
R-r-ring on like
keep my mind in that space i learnt this
I trained my mind to be the BLACK SLAVe
I made my mind to keep my heart safe
Every single time i have i do my
Black Move (Beat by @Wns_beats) (English) (2022) (Lyrics)
(Verso)
Thinking through so much shit, my mind in a state of formulating,
Strings being
in my Glock I'm
Trying to bend something
I could murder these niggas
Like I'mma win something
But they don't make war for that
There's friends with
of the time smoking by my lonely
Really trying to ease my mind
Reclining in my caddy
Probably bumping Soul Searchin'
You say I smoke too much
Well motherfucker
Before we make love, let's have a good conversation
Pardon me love but you seem like my type
What you doin' tonight? You should stop by the site
We
Red Chip Funk
Performed by Twenty-something DJ Franklin
Lyrics and arrangement by Raymond Francisco Quinton
Produced by Rabid City Records
(C)
feels like a cage, a cage with no key
It’s takin’ my time, it’s taking my mind, and breathe, straight out of me
so go
Down by the river, to wash your
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
Black Phillip everywhere that I go
Tellin' lies trying to get at my soul
Black Phillip everywhere that I go
Black Phillip, Black Phillip
Look with
out of my mind So
right, oh my my my
Seeing colors when my world is black and white Oh
my my my
Baby whenever you’re near me
20/20 seeing clearly
Ah ah
guess I'll come around but I shouldn't have to run through town you see
Because I've got something on my mind right now
You showed me something that I
a pitcher
Then she said, “I live in the future just came back to hip ya
-I’m on a watch list for my ideas of black enrichment”
Then she hipped me to some
the love of god wash over me
They said he loves me, but something's wrong
And as my father threateningly stands over me
He says he loves me, but something's
discrepancy
Black smoke replacing my eyes
This whole world is what I despise
The contract of a god, signed with the essence of my soul
Nihilistic homicide will
the real thing
Need something that'll slow me down, cuz lately I don't feel the same way
I'm Hoping you gon' make it alright, I got a lot on my mind
I'm hope
a legend on the street you was a star
But it's sad to see my homeboy ridin in that black car
A lotta soldiers done died, a lotta mothers done cried
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