bitch for half off Rollin' with my comrades Buddy and we all blast, everybody bought Lac's Everybody got stacks, some of us puff Black's Some Newports
seen a Blackman on the honeymooners But now somehow we've learned to earn, to grow, to show The elevation of a people built is so Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black
t changin' But Lord knows that we gon' make it Tell me who shot Big And take the bullets out of 2Pac's ribs If I could, I would reverse the car, reverse
the lean with it, Smash smash ? hell on deuce dubs, muthafuckas hatin' on me cuz the motor juice does, Square 12's in the back, I know you like that, & that black
s on da car You dont wanna bite than I roll in Phantom And Im straight from the south like David Banner ay A Juvenile but I know the G code yup Ten blacks
don't cough, you gotta take it man If it's a record for smokin' I'm bout' to break it man Me and Luda puffin' buda We in a black Cougar on Sab Jewelers
dudes all the same here, we shoot off and bang here Red dot your nose like you was Rudolph the Reindeer I'm fast when I race cars, I smash and I scrape
streets ain't playin' it fair Listen up, ride with us, we can take you there I ride Cadillacs on custom hoods, caps and vogues I ride black on black
now while I?m on my probation later Okay alright I know I'm doin' wrong but save it till tomorrow 'Cuz I, get out of London Last night I left my car
Old man Tyler had a crash in his car Down on the fortune highway Doctor said, "It was his cruel sick heart Didn't go to church on Sunday" Oh your pace
kids, Racing headlong up a cul-de-sac. And then that music, That mournful music. And the train's disappearing Down that railroad track. And the long, slow dissolve, As we fade to black
close thin of no parting importance want to think you just might be allowed beware,prepare the road above lay in we racing is not a car the decision
and his mournful old refrain With sun down on my shoulders just a hangin? round the yard I?ll be leaving here tomorrow, gonna catch an empty car There
an ego Yo, that don't go Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race Put some faith in your race I'm black
die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors [Verse 2: Sean Kingston] I'm from a world of different colors different faces Different slang different races
re reppin?] Man I'm all about good music, people and progression I got friends from different sections but the West is where I'm restin' [Do you really think race
hit by a car another hit and run Used to live in a trash can amongst the whining scum The world to her was just as black as night Now she lies dead in
Slaughterhouse Sex and drugs and dirty money On the race to rule the world You cut your teeth on fame and diamonds Your time is up now, three, two, one