Lyrics:
Lost in your arms again
Lost in the waves
Standing by a river got me caught up in my dreams
Caught in-between, rough undercurrent in the stream
This
Alkebulan's a revolutionary
Dressed in all black nigga, very scary
My mind is my artillery
Control is their itinerary
They won't stop this
headphones, my phone charge
And I never neglect to bring something to read
I be on my black black black black
I can face an attack tack tack tack
And that thing
a contingency should the foe fulfil that fearful potential which has been weighing heavy on my mind. But now, the sun rises! Let it begin! Let the final chapter
Worth a lot it's royalty
Seeing me is owing me
Having this joy in me
Can't toy with me
Word
To all my black kin
This skin, designed to win
So swallow ya
granny couch
It was time to get it, started punching clocks
Beat a nigga ass if he take my spot
Don't need a glock, had my mind cocked
Chit-Chit-Bang, yo
Some say militant, others say rebel, well my intellet is on a different level.
The black to the heart with self-awareness darts.
You say it's
need a tan in the winter
Mind strong and powerful now a cypher can't enter
(I'm black)
And I don't need jewelry to shine
Look in my skin color is
"That's nothin'"
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin'
Reppin' my town, when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
This is for all my black people
We need to get it together y'all
One love one kind
One heart one mind
With God it's all possible
My black people my
cleaned my nose.
I looked so peaseful and i looked so underworld. well he anit got no mind all i anit got no tail.
You look like such a worthy man likea
"That's nothin'"
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin'
Reppin' my town, when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow
Black and yellow
stop us? Fuck the coppers, the mind of a kilo shopper
Seeing my life through the windshields of choppers
I ain't spend one rap dollar in three years,
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
the iPhone, android stay on my phone
Peng black girls got to show them what’s life
Peng black girls want something with spice
Ou and they Want something precise
to the Maybach
I got the key to the Phantom, uh uh
I got a .38 special
It got black tape 'round the handle, uh uh
I got a lock on my shoe
That's a Buscemi
Mind strong and powerful, non-cipher can't enter
I'm black and I don't need jewelry to shine
Look at my skin color it's like the jewelry is blind
I'm
state of mind
In this feel something state of mind
In this feel something state of mind
I can't decide
I told
I told my momma do not worry Ima be a star
I
the white keys
Aight kiddo, 'Whip Ya Hair' like Willow
Something that you shouldn't do
Black N' Mild, White Widow
I ain't just speaking color, back to back
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
so beneficial,
Black is never artificial
Black is so confidential,
Tupo low key so official
Ila tunakita kwa mikito,
Black is ma law black is my
One by one I'm crushing all my problems like I've been enhanced
Always wanted make things happen and I'm in my second chance
I can use this as the key
the locksmith
With the keys to success
I'm blessed
So I don't go around
Hating my own kind
Like how these evil racists controlling your mind
Unlock the next level
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