If you think I'm crazy about you You gotta change your mind You better change your mind Baby if you think I'm crazy about you You gotta change your mind
fire. Counting the days your innocence paid. You can play it, re-arrange it, you can change your mind. Change your mind. Change your mind. Change your mind
Traduction: Black. Change Your Mind.
door If you think I'm crazy about you You gotta change your mind You better change your mind Baby if you think I'm crazy about you You gotta change your mind
Z : We are, yeah, I said it, we are This is Roc Nation, pledge your allegiance Get y'all fatigues on, all black everything Black cards, black cars, all black
change your emotions Strange things appear From euphorics, devotions Everything's happening Nothing's unreal Hallusinating the mind in the real Seeing black
bet this song, make no sense to you With the world on your shoulders, what can you see? God blessed us all, with the gift to pursue Just clear your mind
had to act like a hoe Inside she was black as a 'fro Sheen of a queen on a booty shake scene Seen with a chick, a dude to make green Change colors, change cities, change
writer even up to this day Man I'm trying to drag me under What a bumba you know that you can find me I never change my number I don't mind if these
You wouldn?t think im any harm innit? Think again ill take your wallet nicely, Chat-up your wife to be, Middle-class girl, I think I need to get me one, And your
Uh, that's hot It's tasty It's like a cupcake It's cotton candy It melts in your mouth And lately I've been getting hunger pains When you lick your lips
don't come to me with your 23's with that fake-ass smile smoking on your black and mild cause all the wild I know what your sayin in your head, this
overcome The mirror never lies We'll show 'em how it's done We always dress in black To be unkind We always dress in black With you in mind It's the
got cold overnight now didn't it? Post graduation now just a spokesman for unemployed blacks who ain't sadly made it every day was a Saturday, shit ain't nothing changed
it down you know what I'm talking about And that's Real Talk 25 Lighters on my dresser yes sir Got a bad black bitch that drives a black inpressor You
you realize, that the street pays me What lately you been giving in, to the sinning of your kid In and in women friends, getting trained in your den
they currency Somebody told me Z-Ro, get your ass up and go Get a job but my job, got to be filling out applications it's hard For a young black male,
