In your eyes I see deep and cold hate wich breaks out in you and in the abyss of the night whenever blackness comes it is deeper than your eyes pain is coming
The damned earth commot under starspangled sky As the sound of destruction increase Tongues of red fire snatch black clouds above and unite with the cold
i inhale take it in the hate the anger it clouds my thinking it pulls me under further further my eyes lose sight my ears grow deaf my mouth is gagged
lite one I walk a tight one They try tell me keep my eyes open my whole city under water some ppl still floating And they wonder why black ppl still voting
around you 'cause there's a D Block near you [Jadakiss] Place where aint no body that proud, its a fuckin black cloud That got people under the impression
Take a good look around you 'cuz there's a D Block near you Place where ain't no body that proud, it's a fuckin' black cloud That got people under the
even Chad could tell you that my Christmas was jinxed 'Cuz grandma Loucelle died on twelve nineteen I can't help but wonder, what kind of black cloud I was under
fathers was supposed to be missing While our sisters were supposed to be whoring Save it for a rainy day, money is pouring Under grey clouds, black butterflys
blood bath First comes the batter ram, strike with the battle axe Can't fill my appetite, Viking decapitate Turntable terrorist, cuts that evaporate Ugh, come
fit a tread in they only see my back cause I'm three steps ahead of them look at em dead in the eye their as crooked as a cloud in the sky well I'm
make MC's study from Thirty five, and fifty year, then try to become Under the study with the sword above the head So he would keep in mind under the
on pirelliz And the chrome on the Chevy when I'm choppin in the trap Country as hell, they some warriors Told some to spray something the same shape as
on Fresh Mode We're on Fresh Mode This fresh breath mint gets dropped like a hint I see them but they can't see me like limo tint I'm lint under a black
it was drunk, the ship it was sunk The shot it was dead, all the sorrows were drowned The birds they were clouds, the brides and the shrouds And as we
now, as I climb now Step by step now, but Wagga Rep now I write flavor like I was Wes Craven People under my stairs steal like raven Black with beaks
'm lonely but I'll come around Black clouds hanging over shady ground Full moon risin' up above my head Rubberneck lions as I lie in bed, rubberneck lions As
