thirteen, an ebony queen Beneath the surface it was more than just a crooked smile Nobody knew about her secret so it took a while I could see a tear fall slow down her black
at thirteen, an ebony queen Beneath the surface it was more than just a crooked smile Nobody knew about her secret so it took a while I could see a tear fall slow down her black
Pac Black Cotton Black Cotton Black Cotton- A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel tail Ghetto gospel that is- listen Robbin' Black
us back Or just another one of my Black JesuS traps [Storm] Who's got the heart to stand beside me? I feel my enemies creepin up in silence Dark prayer
, ran with a bad bunch Little skinny kid sneakin weed in my bag lunch And all through Junior High, we was just gettin by And drivebys robbed my homies
pain Since my birth, taught me functions at the pen Cause everybody's in paying back society I'm guilty of a life of sin I watched the drama occur My
high 'cause being sober is dry another pill in my pocket and I'm wonderin' why I cannot shake this fuckin' feelin' thrillin' drillin' my senses interventions of drug use break my defenses my
Heartbreak come, steals the color from my sky Blue and white, fade to black and gray Clouds collide, and tears fill up my eyes Storm winds steal the
're back [50 Cent:] haha [Verse 1: Eminem] Jimmy can Crack Corn, but I don't care My enemies Crack Corn, but I don't care You can be black, white
' my soul For material wishes Fast cars and bitches Wishin' I live my life a legend Immortalized in pictures Why shed tears, save your sympathy My childhood years Was spend burying my
eat it like a vul-cha See my hips and my tips don'tcha See my ass and my lips don'tcha Lost a few pounds in my whiffs for ya This the kinda beat that
will give my black ass a hundred years I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm Slim switched
Trying to dodge the cops Niggas prayin' on my death before my album drops My niggas wearin wires Feds tappin' my phone Send a check to IRS so they can leave me alone Told my
Genuine I'm the only of my kind young black and full of pride With a mind to teach the whole world If you just listen to my words Y'all can feel my pain
Ladies and gentlemen" [scratching: Vinnie Paz] "Y'all better listen to this" [Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] Yo, yo, I'm Jesus my right hand writes diseases My
ready to go I feel this sickness grow inside me Black out the sky so she won't find me I feel this sickness grow inside me She can blind me take my
out of this place called home tonight So goodbye for now I'm never coming back no, not tonight And when the smoke clears nothings left Black ashes still fall from the sky