to pray Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues And on the day he lost
nobody came to pray Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues And on the
to watch you play. Why are you running?" Shroud-ing all the ground around me Is this holy crow above me. Black as holes within a memory And blue as our
Got a small blue tail Hot ice, cold cash I never been no good at staying out of jail Wheel spin, roulette Who?s giving, don?t get Ripped shirt, black
and I'm sitting low I been in the game since 94 I'm gettin dough, my pockets fat And all black, just like the crow Where tha hoe's, where that drink Where
-painted we could settle it DF the Family, below they still sellin it Knickerbocker socker on the weekend type fella Black crow nest don't buck back Love
: I carry my mistakes And she carries them too When all I see are bruises black She shows me the blue I remember the tears in the morning The dread
I got you all dressing in black (I hear ya) A long line family and friends they signing in My niece singing solo organs and violins (Yeah) Wife in her black
Sioux and Crow Blue mesa, no matter where I go You will always be home, sweet, home to me Blue mesa Blue mesa, land of the Sioux and Crow Blue mesa,
it's the leg growing out my neck But don't jet baby, heh, not yet I'm popping in like a pound of lead Black 'n' blue, his next roll and drop me on my
calling, walk into thy light, right Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J: (Ruby Waterfalls and Balloon Blue Trees - Chapter 12 - 9:42:8 - Hotties in Hatchet Thongs) Thy crows
they can be in this Lifestyler'll runnin from the coppers, bustin at the helicopters Gettin away, I'm on the low, around the way, now [chorus 2x] [blue flame] Blue
it, 'cuz I show it like a barnyard rooster I crow it and the NAACP would sure like to get a hold of nigger hatin' me. roses are red and violets are blue niggers are black
knees I got to get out of London park Straight as a crow waiting for my treasure at the lottery Blues in my pockets rain on the fair the weighs Are buildin' blacks
I looked out the window and saw that ragged soul take flight I saw a black crow flying in a blue sky Oh, I'm like a black crow flying in a blue sky
died, nobody came to pray Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the glade But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues And on
a barn yard rooster I crow it! And the NAACP Would sure like to get a hold of nigger haten me. Roses are red and violets are blue, And niggers are black