Let's get it started in here And the bass keeps runnin' runnin' And runnin' runnin' And runnin' runnin' And runnin' runnin' And runnin' runnin' And
? Somebody saw you at the break of day Dinin' and dancin' on the cabaret He was long and tall, he had plenty of cash He had a red Cadillac and a black
Black black black black no.1 She dyes it black black black black no.1 Black black black black no.1 Black black black black no.1 Black black black black no.1
Oh yeah... Oh yeah?... Oh yeah!...Goddammit!!! Long years of labour Endless months of rain I 've been walking down that road With a good deal of nothing
revolution in their minds the children start to march, against the world in which they have and all the hate thats in their hearts, tired of being pushed
black and I'm feeling blue Tell me, oh what can I do? She thinks of him And so she dresses in black And though he'll never come back She's dressed in black
be assured I won't be far away Thus having spoke she turned away and though I found no words to say I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak
RAINING AND BLOWING YOU CAN'T GO OUT 'CAUSE YOUR ROOTS ARE SHOWING DYE EM BLACK - DYE EM BLACK BLACK BLACK BLACK BLACK NO. 1 BLACK BLACK BLACK BLACK NO. 1
Ay, ay Hobb, you ain't, you ain't have no uhh You ain't have no muh'fuckin' seat on your, on your bicycle Now you uhh, the head of black music That's
Check it out now, check it out now Check it out now, check it out now Check it out now, check it out now Check it out now Everyday and all night I dream
time one can find Reason enought to draw the line Complacency charmes our world's decline Progress is treason defined Will you see beyond your black
The black market white baby dealer Is hunting around overseas The black market white baby dealer Brings back clean fresh white babies to me Clean fresh
[Violent J:] The first time, I didn't even feel guilty Never washed off, stayed bloody and filthy Just laid there next to the kid all night Kind of soaking
Time is here, the moments right There's nothin' left for me to fight Fill me no favours if I'm lonely tonight All alone on my own gotta be the only
. So I wrote a melody that went along with the drum solo. And that turned into The Black Page part 1, the hard version. Then I said, well, what about
Let me tell you a story about this bitch I know Grew up on the south side sucking dicks for dough Give her a half a dollar, she'll put on a show Do anything