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I'm still real ghetto and I still kick your black behind Whatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playing. Thought I told you before, don't knock on my door. I was trying to be nice for your own
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I'm still real ghetto and I still kick your black behind Whatcha think this a game ain't no bo dy playing. Thought I told you before, don't knock on my door. I was trying to be nice for your own
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you that I'm nice with the. Blah, blah, blah (Canibus). Lyrically I'm I'm supposed to represent Black Thought the super lyricist, your arch-nemesis. Still with the Punisher, that's my accomplice
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Black Thought. My grandmother suits was tailor made, Sundays Mahalia played. Simple familiar ways, like how she kneeled and prayed. Willin, master forgive us, our trust pastors had us real afraid
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Bài hát Black Dress - CLC. Black black. Yeah Can you see me now, huh?. Black dress. Black. Majchwobwa oneul-eun nado naleul molla. Eojjeomyeon michyeodo joh-a. Oh deo isang bun-wigie kkeullyeogagi
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the whip, jump out dressed to kill. Hop the charter flight down to Brazil. Ran right into will, "What up, Black?". (What's the deal?) A cape with a cain, you what's in a name. I got a little bit of
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Morrocan. Black Thought on capitals like the sovereign. Girls get your eyes back up out the sockets. Focus, flawless, New York to Europe. To lands where my feet ain't even touch the soil yet. What a
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under a very black sky. Disappointment is cruel, but hope can be crueler. I have felt them both until I thought I could die. Now all my tears are dry under a very black sky Under a black sky
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. Thought he could survive in the black tin box. Black sheep, black sheep, leave the aftershocks. Thought he could survive in the black tin box. I mailed you a dutch postcard. Where I try to be comforting
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tiBlack Star. arAvril Lavigne. alGoodbye Lullaby. Black Star. Avril Lavigne. Black star, black star. Forever you will be. A shinning star, shinning star. Be whatever you can be. A rock star, rock
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Bài hát Everything Black - Unlike Pluto, Mike Taylor. Shadows fall over my heart. I black out the moon. I wait for you to come around. You got me dancing in the dark . I've closed my eyes. But I
