SUKARUMIRUYOONE! Hushururu Hushururu dokugasu huhaishuu makichirasu Zonbi Zonbi teshitawa mina doro doro Hashi kara tenraku bakkuattaku misebatoku niwa
What up love You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats I peep you at the strip joint You and that little black chick Acting like you so innocent
my sneakers, Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether, Came on the scene at 19 a gritty fiend for
Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to floss
one day And runnin from the police, that's right Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside And even as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen
And some from Bakersfield Some from the Bay And some from Mackaville Damn skippy on the jiffy Take it from a prophet Stay on your toes when you in the black
Wolves haunts the forest, In brooding winter's icy rapture, Hoarfrost glimmers 'neath the moon, Sorcery opens fiend-haunted pathways before me. Black
on monsoon when I bloom and blossom And run over niggas like opossums Froze on the road with my bike on they (?) Man I'm warning ya, look, the Black Eyed
recoup a half a mil Still got my deal, pop the 700 Benz-o you never seen, cash money fiend A lot of cats wanna dream Pack a shorty black or Phillipian
magazines Got drug dealers, street hookers, crooks and fiends Me I'm hooked on Kush smoking northern green Catching cheap thrills off the pills I fiend
where the nose goes when the doors close Dog chow got the hoes Lookin’ for the theme from the black hole Now I’ll big bang you with my black pole Flashlight
] We are Yeah I said it We are This is Roc Nation Pledge your allegiance Get y'all black tees on All black everything Black cards, black cars All black
Eternal hope This is my life I wake up every day to the same old foster mother I ain't got no pictures of my mother She was a crack fiend nothing
, run as fast as you can. A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street. I hack up my victims like pieces of meat. Blood thirsty demon, sinister fiend
take it from the floor to the bed from the bed to the kitchen Coffee with no cream, That's like a rock with no fiend Martin Luther King with no dream,
Hey, do ya love me. I'm untouchable darkness A dirty black river to get you through this Hey, do ya love me I'm a devil machine (hey do ya love me I'm
with a black clip A 180 pounds witha fist that will bust lips Some killaz on my side, if I tell 'em they gon' get A fiend wiolatin' the business, I ain
[Luttinen, Jarva et al.] [Lead - AR] REMEMBER me, OL' FRIEND? Gonna take you ROUND the BEND Gonna BRING you to a place Where your LIFE will END -
