the game 'cause strange shit Was going down in town There was a pretty dear packin pound cakes A cocoa butter babe with papes jewels a black ac And mad
niggas can't back down or retreat Preventing mine, just doing petty crimes, I'm not petty or nice Standin' in line, calmly waitin' on my time to shine
word!) Cookin' up the Crack, Gucci apron bakin'! (you nerves!) Listen! - Cause I ain't got the time to blog Words with the strugglin' black man; bars
. It is all true, everything I feared, everything which I dared imagine only in the blackest embrace of the most narcotic malignity. There are Six Keys
off yo' assets nigga, sell yo' trophies, sell yo' Mustang You know what that bring? Ching ching Playa potnah motherfucker dude that's some mail Convertible top, black on black
sound of keys scraping in the lock Maybe tonight it's a movie with plenty of room for elbows and knees a bag of popcorn all to myself, black and white
broken By the sound of keys scraping in the lock Maybe tonight it's a movie With plenty of room for elbows and knees A bag of popcorn all to myself, Black
to the game cuz strange shit was going down in town There was a pretty dear packin pound cakes a cocoa butter babe with papes jewels a black Ac and mad
back down or retreat Preventing mine, just doing petty crimes, I'm not petty or nice Standin' in line, calmly waitin' on my time to shine 'Cause when
gonna be different I swear this time (Tomorrow's gonna be different I swear this time) I went from next to nothing to pressing button and black keys
a atheist Intercepting missles with my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse In my past life when the Black
nigga's in they knees, fuck 'freeze', yeah yeah there's the money, oh shit and seventeen keys Stashed up and shit, shot to the designated spot at the designated time
Uh huh NPG to the maximum All the time world wide 96 sound better Legendary tune I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am) I don't need you to
atheist Intercepting missles wit my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ corpse In my past life when the Black
you cannot receive. No time to choose when the truth must die, No time to lose or say goodbye, No time to prepare for the victim that's there, No time
: Uh huh NPG to the maximum All the time world wide 96 sound better Legendary tune I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am) I don't need you