Lyrics:
Worried for my friend
As he shows me round the flat
Where I don't want to find him
His lips an' eyelids black
He don't believe my speech
That lines can
Your lips are like sweet red wine
They got me got me losin' my mind
Fades to black
Yeah just like that
You got me got me feelin' like there's no
Grab you by the neck I love it when our lips meet
Linger on my breath it's bitter yet it's so sweet
When I'm with you I always feel warm inside
(furiously propelling the boat onwards)
Down once more to the dungeon
Of my black despair! Down we plunge
To the prison of my mind!
Down that path into
a part-time rider
All grown up but they think I'm a minor (Minor)
You might have a point right there
I'm still young but I bar like an old-timer
Call me a g
Entertainin yo bullshit for the last time the last time
Turnin up this bottle take the last shot the last shot
Mixin this concoction every sip get
miles away
No time or space
O preacher you're way too loud
My head's spinning round
Watch my gown
He's dressed in black
Don't let me drown
Oh preacher
a slippery slippery slippery slope
(Ooh)less
Life is a trip
I don't do brakes
I ride with homies
I don't do fake
Black lives do matter
Yeah, I can relate
I'm
the time
that I've went for you
In the great forest
Spending days and nights
By the lake of the black water.
I'm falling inside ,Your beauty
taking a good
Since ancient times we were obsessed with night skies
With errant stars which are far from us
Avoiding black holes and asteroids
Instead of seeking
Gave him a pass before I stepped ? side
Now I don't wanna hurt nobody
But that's a lie
Cause it's a delight for me to bust
A lip or black an eye
Look, i got 1 problem 99 are fixed, they all got painted black nails like a bitch, or painted black nails like a emo, their programmed by a program
of hell
Reminiscing an age forlorn
the black sea's forceful rips
bringing rips to the veil of time
bringing forth the apocalypse
Swaying to the heartbeat
black girl sippin' white wine
Put my fist in her like a civil rights sign
And grabbed it with a slight grind
And held it 'til the right time
Then she came
Mmmmmm (uhh Junior M.A.F.I.A.)
It's my time to shine (peace to all originals)
Ohhhhh (peace to all those gone)
Yeah Junior M.A.F.I.A.
nine bars from my lips
Nine mil' in eighteen months, now that's a grip
I'ma suicide risk, nine slits on each wrist
If I die nine times the next
her Jon with no H
Then she parts her lips just ever so slightly
Thumbs in my pockets
She's making light of the time
I'm going out of my clothes
When I
for the goat
Lemme hear it four times who's next
As a youngin half black with a fro, Ma was always talking race so I'd fly by
Then she knitted up
mother's lips bitch
Aye
Let me say this for the one time
I ain't rapping bout doing no crime (Pussy)
I ain't doing time
Or incriminate myself from
threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making
rip
While my lyrics leave my lips
Ladies and gentleman kids of all ages
Watch a brother roamin' on stages
Name rings a bell from state to state
Province
up like carpaccio, nigga
Extra thin
Yo, I play with cold stoves so
Hot it'll break the Pyrex
Yellow and black Wu Nikes go
With the Pittsburgh Pirates
stampeded by the wildabeast
A rap dast' plus tracks black like Chow Yun Fat
Oppositional forces get their eardrums flat
Common denominator, I swing the mic
I get a lot of the times
Is how great of a father I am
They see pictures on the internet
And people complement you a lot because they see photos
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