Lyrics:
Yo, yo, yo, so son where you at?
(CHORUS)
The black Messiah
The spark before the fire, consumes evil doers, falsehoods and liars
Check it, part time
the hands of time
She's got long blonde hair and deep big eyes
I got all I ever need when at girl is by my side
Everything I love is there inside
all is that we are bonded by the First Amendment!
We have the freedom of expression!
We have the freedom of choice!
And you, Chinese, black, green,
concepts, new tools, new weapons
By analyzing the past, Sage can project into the future
I used to think that rappers had it figured out
Brass Monkey,
what I see
You stay Lookin' so seductive for me
On you right now I like what I see
Come put your body & lips all on me
Little Red
what I see
You stay lookin' so seductive for me
On you right now I like what I see
Come put your body and lips all on me
Little red
on the top was no more sure
Loose lips flipped the script
The fantasy trip, swiftly ended
It took no time to blend in, with the population prison
My
the others find peace
Spoken twice
Like the 1st was muffled by the ice
So on the 2nd slice
We could bring the heat
So theFam could eat
It's only been
I been hangin' with these niggas.
And till I die I gon' remain with these niggas.
St. Paul in
The M-P-L-S, I hear you callin'.
I put it down, yes.
the black cat swerving
Hit me 45 for the quarter when I'm serving
Two bad bitches on my hips when I walk through
Giving St. Laurent that's my fragrance
Remember one time, dawg, this fiend owed the boss
Put Peanut Butter on her pussy, let his pits lick it off
Back when I was living on Flanders
Seen
her name on my arm and the rain coming down
I kissed her like it was the first time
I took her down to the railroad tracks
And her red, red lips
to work it
So you can reminisce what I'm about to do
Gripping your thigh
Biting your lip
Hands on your body
Say you fucking with me
Taking my time
Don't say
(Consider your race, your city and state)
(Your third world or US of A)
He placed me right here (Consider your race)
(By God's design
You were placed in time
no more
This is time I want to dress you in my heart'a
Decor
Deijuvhs
We painted it black
Lust dripping in blood
everything that I do
Everything that I touch
What I put my mind to, multiplies by two
Good or bad
Lets keep the positive S**t
Lets get back to the program
Long lost treasures never found
I buried that bitch in the underground
She's still dead just as I recall
The black tar filled its lungs
Drove me
on a roll, but it's flat land
Gotta go fast then, St. Paul gettin' on a map then
St. Thomas coulda tapped in, but they tapped out
Armbar by some White boys
think this the fucking decline
This the fucking reprise, all eyes, I'm in my prime
All time, you acting like you forgot, that's Alzheimer's
I play an away
Thirteen
1st Avenue North in St. Pete, Cucumber Creepin'
Girl, watch me bend it til you think it'll break
I baked a cake full of dank but don't be afraid
black (It's scarred)
Now I don't even feel s**t, looking for a real chick
Wanna feel love but it's all cap
So I fall back
Can you show me
How to love
working on my mixtape
All black puffer and it's grizzly grip
I barely slip, I'm fully equipped
You skip, merely merely in your house by the cherry tree,
misunderstood
It’s a battle in demand sealed lips divide
Across the block emcees Rocking black through to white
Is it guts, skill or knowledge on the mic?
Yea TylerAbom on the beat
Coming straight outta st cloud
We really made it i guess
From smokin takis to smokin broads
Aye TA straight underground,
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