Lyrics:
My mind is cracked, I stand alone
And my way is dark as night
Back on the hill, the wind it moans
And big black clouds fly by
The rain fell
to moan
I hate snakes on that fake shit
I get mad, leave em shooken up bad like when a quake hit
I got a steez-o that's raw, man
Another brother
I am somewhat startled and then soon after rudely awakened by another unnerving episode of air turbulence as our transatlantic air-carrier
of your own
I make you moan as my bone turn brick like stone
Whether you're single we can mingle as you jingle
Swing low, with the black Mandingo
I be
L.A.X. around six
I scootch you through the hood, then we gone get up in these tricks
It's Friday night
Two players in a black 5-0-0
Slidin' down
Come in Compton or the Watts nigga
Up in New York ya keep'em open watch nigga
Foe ya played by a hit or retalion
All fine young black females
Come in Compton or the Watts nigga
Up in New York ya keep'em open watch nigga
Foe ya played by a hit or retalion
All fine young black females
black rubber
Because this cat here, got no sisters or no brothers
It was one alone
Covered with shellack ready to die black
Lets talk about guns,
I'm a Dade county representer, low key
No gold teeth
No spinners, go getta, gorilla, turn killa
Fo scrilla, fo real-a, and I see no nigga
Bet that, get
The world is bland
Since it's losing all its colors
The world's been bland
Since I lost my homie Sandra
Colgates on edge cause of my black face
And the girl drove a black infinity, moving keys to kennedy
Different name everyday fake identity
They made a deal and copped a plea and turned state
So
is a bad girl, yeah
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Whoa! Bad to the bone
Everything locked like a two-three zone
I wanted to make my black snake moan
Talk
There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor and some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops
And I just
of your own
I make you moan as my bone turn brick like stone
Whether you're single we can mingle as you jingle
Swing low, with the black Mandingo
I be
everything's the same
Bitch and moan, it doesn't matter, nothing's going to change
I don't want to watch another brother fucking die
So discarded, fallen by
Date four hoes, make her smile and make her moan though
Lady charmer put armor by your baby mama
I hate to say it a later moment I didn't warn ya
High
is a bad girl, yeah
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Whoa! Bad to the bone
Everything locked like a two-three zone
I wanted to make my black snake moan
Talk
to twist the key
Stumble on over to the Mr. Coffee
Pour myself a warm black existence
Nine to five
Within the pale white walls
Nine to five day after
hold me down
With my homies, but low key I'm alone
I can't complain
But this mary had me feelin lonely
Well, that's the old me, keep talking like you
A New Pair
What’s my type?
I’ll take ‘em black through white.
I’ll take ‘em plump through tight.
I’ll take ‘em anyway except the shape of…
Thank
the mighty one cause sabbath is tonight!
Coven of witches with lustful chants
Raise from black magic the heretical blaze.
Moan! Come! (Cum!)
Tonight in our
my girl ain't gotta worry nah b
I might as well pay for the mandem on me
When I'm up I got the balance on me
In all black I can't be seen
What’s my type?
I’ll take ‘em black through white.
I’ll take ‘em plump through tight.
I’ll take ‘em anyway eXcept the shape of…
Thank the light
That
Journey think he Beethoven
Play the Keys Beethoven
White Black Keys Zaytoven
These symphonies Beethoven
But came from the Bricks in the Nola
Bitch
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