It's no prob, you've got it out And you say nobody thinks you're good enough You're shot down, you're out of bounds Oh, you're just another horse on a
Yeah, get ready I'm gonna show you how to do this 'Cause it's so sweet Let me here, it's a Say yeah, yeah I ain't seen nothin' on the late, late show
I got one small thing that's on my mind Am I half dead or am I doin' fine? Well, I know one thing, I won't be forgotten I don't got nothin' and I want
I look at her and she looks at me The way she makes her body talk We just met, but ooh, you better bet What I need is what she's got It's all I need
Wooh, hey what's that? Blondes in black cars, yeah Burning up the boulevard, ow Blondes in black cars And they're here for me, yeah Blondes in black
Black and white lies from left to right Are in the letter I write tonight I stopped being lonely when you left And I'm now, at the top, among the best
No distinction, no emotion for right or wrong They tell me any choice will do No color contrast in their dull morality The shades of good and bad are
Raney William's playground was among Haven's streets Where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths Names and photos of the young black faces Whose
Under the cover of night she crawls into sight Her skin is cold china white She's a dark angel wearing dark glasses Dark shadows under long false lashes
First man to die For the flag we now hold high Was a black man The ground were we stand With the flag held in our hand Was first the redman's Guide of
I knew the moment I walked through that door I felt so close to a burning sensation It got so warm As I moved across the floor My body aching with anticipation
growin up i was a knucklehead, boy you never listen to me! thats wat my momma said im from the projects, i aint never had shit, me and my older brother
[Wiz Khalifa] Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow [x4] Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow [x4] [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa] Yeah
40 dollar jeans, thousand dollar shades Walk up in the club like a KKK parade. DJ scream my name, bitches turn they head. light sign on my section, i
Alright boy, ah man Give you your rights, here we go again You have the right to remain silent Hey Ish what?s goin' on? Chill, chill it's cool Give up
Hey girl, you need a lift Ah, ha I got this big black Caddy outside To take you wherever you want to go Oh, really You wanna see it? Yeah Oh what's that
My mama said life would be this hard Growin' up days as a black girl scarred In every ways till you've come so far They just know the name they don't
I don't wanna write this down (World premiere) I wanna tell you how I feel right now (World premiere) I don't wanna take no time to write this down (