on you black and blue, black and blue. Didn't I tell you what they'll do? black and blue, black and blue. Didn't I tell you what to do? black and blue
ll fill you in and now they're coming down on you black and blue didn't I tell you what they'll do? didn't I tell you what they'll do? black and blue
from her, left to mother the Revolution And lactated to attack hate Cause federal and state was built for a Black fate Her emptiness was filled with beatings and
little Mary Jane Gotta keep the lights dim, so when the people walk in The vibe stays nice and mellow, everybody fits in And everybody hey and ho, are
fat boss Them they're the jams and commence to goin' off She sweats the beat and ask me 'cause she puffed it Me I got crew kids seven and a crescent
orbits, of time warps and forests Of darkness before us, orbits turning gray From what I bring out of my medical tray, perpetuate Prevail wondering the alphabet is the predator and
my cock pit, every 30 some seconds I can't stop it [Chorus] [Killer Mike] Killer Kill from Adamsville and in a Bonneville I chill Heffers call me Black
say you were so sick of it I'm tired of jackin' off 'cause you ain't there Killer kill from Adamsville and in a Bonneville I chill Heffers call me Black
heard of all Hard listen me ?for when the ? they judge us Dark side of town, baby mama blues, When dramas and ? niggers and drama consume All ? you
willing and able Jackie taught me how to add with Dried up black eyed peas on the kitchen table And coming home to a mothers love and good care Never
Back Back on the block Back Back on the block Back, on the block, so we can rock With the soul, rhythm, blues, be bop and hip hop Back on the block Back
fumes that trace, Our sky lines and clogs our seas we swimming in consumer waste, The fumes of hate rise globally but will it cease? The day we try and
Fear?s like a black cloud consuming all that?s blue When I am afraid I will trust in you Waters rise against me and I don?t know what to do When I am
cherry blue skies Everything's a struggle But freedoms worth a fight And love is still The consumer at all times Your friends and lovers Your sisters and
easy lesson Teach a fan to look around him and question The media and the public school system Rosicrucians and the Freemasons Could some sand niggas pull of 9/11? Is there really a Hell and
, and some of it fact Now they love a dumb rap on a heavy drum track They were mad fuckin' hoes and we fucked every one That story is over, and my rhyme
life, you see white coke and black roses And tears shed for passed soldiers We all walkin' the path chosen From the cradle till the casket's lowered I still got the black
not men. You always try to be like me You'll never get my sympathy Retrogressive sex, I am the x-defect And if you leave me black and blue You know
