are one skin; you can't convince me to believe in sin. Language has us wired to explode, we know how to hold on and how to let go. When it feels like
still get fully paid Yeah It's the Dope House prophet Thirty-five and forty-five in the state, keep it poppin' Boy, what you slangin' Boy, what you slangin
Sacred Blood there's a dance hall where Tyler Glen saw a black girl and a white boy kissing shamelessly. Black hands on white shoulders, white hands on black
[Verse 2] Now shit's constantly hot, on my block It never fails to be gunshots Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops Black males living
it all to them Then I came with "No More Drama", I remember that week It was when Aaliyah died, I couldn't hardly sleep Thought about it every day And it
black suit cause my whole team's killing Half the [? ] cause your whole teams spillin Many tell me I'm the man I ain't made it yet Tell me who the baddest
my door I see a black moon rising, and it's calling out my name It's calling out my name, it's calling I see a black moon rising, and it's calling
meal Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield For dignity Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass Poor man lookin' through painted
what it is that has drawn me to your door But whatever it could be, makes you think you've seen me before Angelina Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina His eyes
the planets will align, there'll be no planets to align, just the carcass of the sun, and little painted marbles spinning senseless through an endless black sky. It
when we fall out As long as we fall back into it I hope we never put an end to it Even though you not that into it Heaven, have you ever been to it Cause
hate Pick me up from the gutter with a gentle kiss The rips from my heart is showing me, how black it is! Go! Yeah I'll go! It feels so cold Yeah, I
it ends with thine light! They rage towards the highest with burning eyes: thunder and lightning roars the Heav'ns: so black. Valiant the dark angel
as a new Nile, as new as a new child So come follow me to the land of Abraham This land's your land, this land's my land The blacker the black man, the
[Chorus:] Been holdin' this pain inside for so long Though the rain never goes away They say I should leave these streets behind me But it's so hard to
this homey it's still love Nigga I've been bangin since Mary J. did "Real Love" (If you don't know) I painted the Rover black The West coast is back,
