Lyrics:
striped molasses
Star, on the rise, in the eyes of the masses
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Star's are bright, shining, hot balls of air
like 50 Glocks
My whip 2 grips, drive by empty out a clip
Black Card, Black Car, Drive it forwards like a NASCAR
Dumb Ops, drop top, pull up on you
you now to look deeper beyond the veil. Open that eye above your brow. Take heed to what the neteru(s) and the mungu(s) have to say. Channel your inner
head
And when my life is almost gone and I'm hanging by a thread
You can look into my bloodshot eyes and see black white and red
I'll be black white
Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, two years ago, on Thanksgiving,
When my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the restaurant
But Alice
the Asians, wrist by Lorraine
Big Pharrell praying hands big P, big P
Buss down face, two levitating hands
I wanna see the money in cash
So that I can truly
Black
White
Yellow
Red
We the people
Colors
The property possessed by an object of producing different sensations on the eye
As a result of the way
Yellow
Red
We the people
Brown
Black
White
Yellow
Red
We the people
Brown
Black
White
Yellow
Red
We the people
Brown
Black
White
Yellow
Red
Yellow
Red
We the people
Brown
Black
White
Yellow
Red
We the people
Brown
Black
White
Yellow
Red
We the people
Brown
Black
White
Yellow
Red
Black ass skin Gorilla
Whole damn squad go realer
Beating on my chest Gorilla
Eyes red like Gorilla
On em trees like a Gorilla
Makes a nigga feel
gold shirts with red lights
Sponsored by Dial soap and a Heineken
The biggest rock star gon' rhyme again
Roadie cases for eight months,
hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh,
Red wine time on the couch
Happy you agreed to hang out
Keep my head in the clouds
Keep them old names out your mouth
I can make you laugh out
that's the last of this
Miserable test...
2.
Black must be bold
Because it's gold and true
Kings of this world...
So let them go to the moon.
Yes let
sprayed
I'm a hitman but I don't get paid
Two bullets in a wasteman's skin fade
Leave red stains on his
Clothes like cherryade
Brand new duppies have to get
Passin' niggas with pants saggin'
With they hand on a black Magnum
To clap him backwards
So their last words is, "Kcuf meht nmad saggin"
That's
trust but duck, won't shake them, blast it
My VVs blinding like some headlights Roll that dope up, ha, dead guy
Stick came with a red eye, he shouldn't
Yeah
Yeah
Check this out: now I'm black
But black people trip
'Cause white people like me
White people like me
But don't like them
What's
an eyeball watching you
Who are the werewolves talking to
The moon is red and its big as hell
So the streets are alive and I'm by myself
This is Delray where
and white and red and green
Black and white and red and green
Black and white and red and green
Medicine
Standing on the bank watching the world go by
walk, yeah
Red eye on that choppa
Killer peakin' when you see the demon
(Grr! Grr)
Shittin' on a Phantom like the reaper
Tear the team to pieces
black cotton in God's eyes
Speak
Black cotton
Steady stressin', Smith and Wessons, count my blessings
Class is in session, the worst question is
Vernon Posse, Tre Bag, Black Born (real niggas)
Green Eyes, Small Shan, Duhan (real niggas)
Peace, Tommy, Ron, Keyshawn (real niggas)
Herb, Bohound, Crazy
a red flag
Black Jesus pictures in your church man that's just as bad
Any Jesus picture is an image I ain't wit it
That ain't Yeshua forget it ain't no
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