Yeah, to the black planet all, to the black planet, you know what I'm sayin'?I think I don't wanna go thereFantasy, poetry, to all my peopleSpread leaves, less enemiesFantasy, poetry, spread leaves, less enemiesI was puffin' on the L, speakin' with these kids that I metWe was on the E train, in between car setWe was chattin' how the world is so illWell, how we both became chill, just for puffin' the philHe was headed to the city, to check on the smittyI was headed uptown, black, to lay down my sounds, jackDaniels in the pocket, what else can a brother want?Besides a shorty and another bluntWas road man, I'm ready to goHeadphones for the walls, representin' New YorkHe asked if I packed a gun, I said nah, I keep it raw, sonI got no beef and I'm not even lookin' for itYou pack a gun, he said nah, my man, wait thatBefore he bounce, he gave me that, cause he said be safe, blackSo far my day is goin' goodI just met another soul brother from my hoodFantasy, poetry, spread leaves, less enemiesFantasy, poetry, spread leaves, less enemiesFantasy, poetry, spread leaves, less enemiesFantasy, poetry, spread leaves, less enemiesI'm relaxin' with the shorty that I met at the barUh-huhUh-huhMy gear's up to par, she's a brown-skinned starWe're talkin' on the couch, smokin' weed, drinkin' mostThem obligators playin' and the televisions lowThe hairdos are right, the toenails are painted redIt's less skittin' on *, it's gettin' to my headI run my fingers through her head, her nipple on the redMy hair was on the bat, but now it's near the derriereWe're kissin', I lick her in the face and the lipThe left grabs the waist, the right grabs the hipI reply to my shorty, let's finish off the boomYou're back in my room, you're back in your room, for realYour shorty got more curves than the nestShe's rubbin' on my back and as I'm lickin' on her neckI'm on a test, I play it like I'm SilkSo up and down, I start to lick itShe didn't say a word, so very smoothly, I stuck it inMenacee, bro, a tree, spread leaves, you got lots of enemiesMenacee, bro, a tree, spread leaves, you got lots of enemiesMenacee, bro, a tree, spread leaves, you got lots of enemiesMenacee, bro, a tree, spread leaves, you got lots of enemiesHey yo, it's early in the morning on the blockTally up, bounce to the Buddha spotThis is how we do itEarly in the morning on the blockEarly with the slum witGivin' up the Buddha, it's comin' from thisWatchin' them in top tenTwo cool black streets for my menI'm pourin' beer on the curb for the deadKeepin' rice in my hand, I need breadJumpin' to the black boot, rock the baronWe're bouncin' the gills, got heronEverybody wanna come in my zonePretty Lou bust me down on the stoneBig night, speck of late, it's all the chicksTell them chicks, to me that's up in 96Freaky tie, got the lie, and it's litHey yo, turn up thatPlenty seedin'Bro atriaSpread leaves, you got lots of enemiesPlenty seedin'Bro atriaSpread leaves, you got lots of enemiesPlenty seedin'Bro atriaSpread leaves, you got lots of enemiesPlenty seedin'Bro atriaSpread leaves, you got lots of enemiesIt's me, AngeliqueIt's your heart and that you doin'I been, hitAnd yo I been watchin' you andYou look cute, in your sequin suitYour shirt, match your stockingsYour jacket, match your bootsIci the duble * ibrahimThank you.
