vini m pale doudou yeswa mwen domi m reve ou mwen reve m te'le nan sel mwen reve nap danse yon ti group ki bien mate Black Parents li te ye laden
black crowd What it's like to be black and proud In a world where white is right but not tonight This is a black man's might I heard a sister say she
Ouais, Mr R, G-Kill, Mystik, Lino, Black Mo' Ouais, ouais, Mr R, c'est Mr R, ouais, Ngue, Ngue Mystik Le Hip hop est un temple et les piliers se multiplient
Full Metal Jacket:] Ahh! Me so horny! Me love you long time! [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] Sittin' at home with my dick on hard So I got the black book
critical Then one of them sat down living so Mystikal and empoious With a heart full of anger it's so redicilous So give me some with 21-gun soldier salute With a 19-inch black
I'm gettin, and reminiscin to the beginnin of my mission When I was conceived, and came to be in this position My momma was a Panther loud, single parent
she could never understand why Some underhanded plans, witnessed a man die Was only 15 Should have been a beauty queen Still see here crying by the caskets when here parents
Black dress with the tights underneath, I got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth, And shes an actress (actress), But she ain't got no need.
what I got, shorty got knocked Comin' up out the capsule spot On the uptown block, he couldn't run from the cops So my man got shot In a jet black Brasada
guerriero. No way, the black hills are not for sale No way, the black hills are not for sale No way, the black hills are not for sale No way, the black
be emo I like to whine and hate my parentals I must be emo Me and my friends all look like clones I must be emo My parents don?t get me ya know They
s sorta tricky the way you wanna go get your digits. Body you up at the party, somebody get his mistress. Aesop Rock You take a pitch black lung and
salon hair Heels to help where nature failed Artificial teeth and nails The wasp's nest expands So clap your hands! It's her! The one black woman who
writin rhymes in the crib -- when would I get out? Seems like I'm pushin yo a hip-hop bid At home the vibes don't feel right My parents keep lookin at
throw the stick, havin me stiff I gotta get but scared to use it cause my parents still riff Music tradition, took knowledge, it cause friction in my livin Black
Tidal waves washin good people off the shores Sometimes I feel like I can't take it no more I've seen white and black ladies, with crack babies In fact
bent [A] I couldn't hold my liquor [T] Its kind of bugged out [A] Two different stories in one picture [Alchemist] Yo The first year of high school my parents
