quenched the feather Into the firkin of black ink My motif's been of beauty Diluted and too light My stroke of brush is worthless Until I paint the blackest night
girl, I never seen it coming My eyes are blinded by the light and She's in her own world No time for second guessing, we own the night, We own the night
Hold her hand through the black light Baby it's a forest land of trick slides Honey just take your time Close her eyes "I'm scared," she whispered As
Black and yellow, black and yellow Black and yellow, black and yellow Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow, black and yellow Black and yellow, black
Watching the night set in, tomorrowi??s a brand new day again Full of twists and turns youi??ll never know, and great surprises And nothing is black and
bomb in the club Fresh off of the crash Freshen up tail like an old mouse trap Tell me what it is, how the 88 sound I'm gonna take you to my crib for a lil' night
def, a lot of respect Feel Me? Fuck to the rock, Sean John jury I got the same hands of crap platinum and the crap pyramids Write about the black experience
breakfast down at Pan Pan's, what's your favorite dish? He ordered cheese eggs and grits, I had the swordfish What is this? Three niggaz dressed in black
I shoot the lights out Until it's bright out Oh, just another lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life? Bitch, I'm a monster, no-good blood
baddest lil thing in the World right now but I gotta make sure I'm right and girl you damn right, if your head right I'll be there every night I just
's stay high on a negative wave And paint it black Just like the good times Don't treat me like a tourist Let's stay warm like [Incomprehensible] And paint
head on my death 1500, tonights your last night gettin blunted "The voices could not be stopped, it began to morph And reinvent themself, I grew like a black
torture chamber I write my rhymes with violence What you expect? Sounds of pain The snap of a broken neck All alone in darkness I sit each night Write
don't be fakin' Maybe they're just jealous of the dollars I'm makin' But you're down with me. You know god gifted me Black kids say I'm trech, white
me that night that I quit The night that I ended all this hustlin' playin' shit It's ironic ain't it, the night I retired Would be the same night that
, no rights been read Tammy?s still got her top on her Corvette It ain't got crazy as it?s gonna get Well, the night ain?t over, night ain?t over Night
(Paint the black-hole blacker) The whole truth and nothing but (Paint the black-hole blacker) (Paint the black-hole blacker) Yes (Paint the black-hole blacker
Watching the night set in, tomorrow's a brand new day again Full of twists and turns you'll never know, and great surprises And nothing is black and white
