Letras:
Higher The The Black Dress

come up you might feel empty And lady in the black dress You'll never sit so close to me again Lady in the black dress (lady in the black dress) You

come up you might feel empty And lady in the black dress You'll never sit so close to me again Lady in the black dress (lady in the black dress) You

we come up you might feel empty And lady in the black dress You'll never sit so close to me again Lady in the black dress (lady in the black dress) You

: [Verse 1:] Yeah... Comin' fresh out that Pyrex pot, Black Air Force 2's and the White Sox... Fitted on my forehead, try me, go head. I'll bring out

us.... Fellas... [Verse 1] Vice behind me on the intersection, Sex and drugs, my anthology on perfection, Dress superb, admired by conspirers, Who wanna try me, but ain't high

in my eyes, You see i'll be a gangsta till I die, That California chronic got me so high, Game tell them where your from, Nigga westside! [Verse 2]

Sacred Blood there's a dance hall where Tyler Glen saw a black girl and a white boy kissing shamelessly. Black hands on white shoulders, white hands on black

that Knowing that this world brings drawbacks Look how this shit bumps Once I deliver these war raps Meet me at the cemetary Dressed in Black Tonight

wheels she gives you throb and makes you sweat all dressed up in black leather stiletto high-heels maybe some rubber don't burn your eyes she's dressed