army grow? and so on man.. and so on man so go on man SO GO ON MAN well.... so long man let your fingers do the walkin let your fingers do the walkin
you in the shadows I move in closer beneath your windows Who would suspect me of this rapture? And who but my black hearted love And who but my black
Do you think it is by accident that everytime A black leader appears on the horizon With any kind of cleverness, or charisma he's cut down? Malcom, Martin
in heaven Red Bone pussy poppin' on my black and red 11?s Patent leather when I step in You know what I'm reppin' It's S double-O, W Double-O Black number
Black and white, mixed like a mutt Imma frustrate Imma pimp walking with a limp Got her to a pinch in my pants I've got her in a clip held by a chimp I'm the man
[Bow Wow] (Talking) Ah ah Soulja Boy ah man ah man this ya boy Bow Wow right I?m saying man we? We gotta sho these niggas what we got in common Man you
[VERSE 1] Uh uh... Is it the accent the hype or the way she walking am i, am i dreaming or am i sleep walking got my arms out stretched so i don't bump
god Preacher man, preacher man, Preacher man, preacher man, forgive me for I don't know what I do Preacher man, preacher man, preacher man why don't you understand? Preacher man, preacher man
' 'em I shed my blood About everything I love It's on everything I love, man It's on everything I love It's on everything I love, man
We in the hood like black soap and dollar vans My CD's in 3-D holograms The future, y'all need to holla, man The live show's a hard act to follow, man
thank Him Therefore He lifteths me up So I don't see no haters Well, let me get this shit in order, I got somethin' for you You ever seen a black man walk
stars up in luxury cars We built them radars to stay free from the cops Crucial choices to make like A-C or the drop Are we gonna stop? Shit man, never
style is unorthodox Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks Just in case a nigga wanna act out I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin
you CTE nigger that's the end of price We've been stocking out nothing but the green guys Walk upon your functionalism suit and ties They hit the black
show Black girl, bad hair Broad nose, cold stare Tap shoes, Broadway Tuxedo, holiday Creative black, love song Stupid words, erased song Gun shots, orange house Dead man walking
She was sittin' at a bar in LAX Readin' Cosmo, 'How to have good sex' When she saw him walking through the security check Well she gave him a wink, said
1200 V.C. Forty-eight American soldiers lost their lives that day} {Severely wounded and riskin' his own life, Lawrence Joll, a medic Was the first livin' black man
pussy From some big butt freak Sayin' I'm his worker I was on his dick Talkin' that crazy old weak assed shit And after all of that She still walked
