Lyrics:
or rap, I'd rather fade black
Inhale it
Inhale it
Inhale it
Weed so loud, all my neighbors say they hear it
Roll up the strong, inhale it
Roll up
mesmerized
The road to the top ain't in a straight line it's a big old mountain we've got to climb
Now we at the top the summit seems so bright
By the end
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
break em up
Two ? and a pound-cake (";Yeah nigga, wake em up!";)
Keepin my fingers wrapped around the joint in case niggaz
Start brawlin, because I see
I'm sure these two were a part of it
Alright, good work everyone
So we pull up the county
They uncuff us in the back, watching niggaz mean mug us
insurmountable
Bankroll unaccountable, down at the phantom blue
Bitches drinkin' Rosé like it's Mountain Dew
Guess what she's down to do, roll up a pound or two
Tragedy, MC Shan and the whole crew, you know how that go
Marley Marl, and my man Big Bo locked up in the piece
And my man Drawz, you know
(Big Mayo
next?
It's me and you, doing the sex
So now you know I'm just a freak
Give it up baby, I can't wait two weeks
I want it all, don't say I won't
Get it
can sum up
My religious feelings in a couple
Of paragraphs first: I
Believe in you and me i'm
Like Albert Schweitzer and Bertrand
Russell and Albert
Black on black 'Lac with that two tone black chrome
We proud and black strong, we Multi black owned
This is black excellence
This is black excellence
treat us like opps to leave us dead in a box
Nobody love us but the hopeless, so we misunderstood
They feel like black lives don't matter, we just
clappin'
Two of my dogs fell, two of my niggaz ran
They was armatures in beef with a grown man
It taught me the lessons of how the strong stand
And how
drugs on me kush cologne the gas Pack strong
Maui in Bali got vibes by the ton
Ima Rebel like rowdy keep it one hunnit one
Young & reckless might catch us
From the base motherland
The place of the drum
Invaded by the wack diddie wack
Fooled the black, left us faded
King and chief probably had a big beef
Tell by your dressing that your salad gets tossed up
Like a Hail Mary, word to Tyler Perry
I need 4 colored girls in my bed daily
Megan Goode, Halle
a map up
Wack, fuck (Navigation) in the black truck!
Icadon, I own the dick your chick's on
Gilla House! I'm clique strong, the fifth long
My name reign,
Wild blackberries bloomin' in the thickest on the mountain
Sheep shire and water cress are growin' round the fountain
Where a big black bear is
quarter back
The culture being led by the white
And the quarter sack
Black churches crying for they leaders
But they falling back
The thief in the night
a black man
Estimated by the way he acts in Elementary
My dear, Watson, don't question me because the Feds watching
The reason I don't wear 2 chains
Cause I
Building the ark by the grace of God
After the foundation was laid
Hewed down the timber and the ark was made
Called in the animals two by two
There was
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
Faction Blazed
I released the Titan's Pain at last
BY THE FLAMES OF THE BLACK STAR!
On this Mountain peak where we live,
I resume my Rule decreed
By Zeus
on flowing in
Never had time to even count the shit
Got enough power to move a mountain bitch
Yea I Break it down and turn it to ounces
2 Glocks Both stuffed
Too black, too strong
Too black, too strong
Yo, Chuck
These alley trippers are still frontin' on us
Show 'em that we can do this
'Cause we
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