only one steppin up here And it's hard to believe I'm only gettin some air, yeahh [Verse 3:] Here comes the CPR, P. Blackk (RIGHT) he's back (RIGHT)
Why would you do me in?! Uh-huh, Everybody put ya hands up! EVERYBODY PUT YA HANDS UP! WE LOVIN' IT! [Verse 1: P. Blackk] Now, Now, Now I know y'all
[P. Blackk humming to the tune of "Life Is What You Make It"] [x2:] Life, You just gotta take it Gotta learn how to play it Life is what you make it
(feat. Pharell) Uhn, uhn .. yeah, yeah, yeahh, yeahh, uh-huh [Verse 1: P. Blackk] Check yes, check no, do you really like me? Lemme see, uhh .. no?
m not insane, just a screw loose It's hard not to spaz, as a black youth I ain't gonna use my life as an excuse but... Yea, keep your jaw shut, P spit
(No) No Way No way (No) Nowhere to go. There's no way out. No way. No way (No) There's no way No way (No) Nowhere to turn. There's no way out. P. Diddy
black through all of the struggle and the hatred I'm black and I'm not afraid to say it I'm black, I'm black, I'm black, oh, yeah yeah I'm black even
we could do, not even fight We're being trapped in a black hole without a chance to flee We're being trapped in a black hole nobody hears our radio
Make a wish upon your middle finger wasting your affections on another dark haired girl with skin so pale its translucence pulls you in and chokes you
I am a cobweb, yeah In the corner of the room I tell you I built myself a boat baby So come on and cry me a monsoon And get busy on it, baby, yeah [Incomprehensible
ears grow deaf my mouth is gagged i exhale get rid of confusion returning my focus i try to keep my grip closer closer lights come on to kill the black
Who's paying your mortgage? Daddy's dying. Daddy's dying. Daddy's dying, today. Throw yourself on the body. Sharp teeth, sharp teeth. Take out your sharp
just a black man trapped in this white world I'm just a black man trapped in this white world I'm just a black man trapped in this white world I'm just a black
do a solo or something? U... Hey boy, U gonna play the piano or just bang on it? (Black, black, black motherfuckers in the house) About time, hell (Black, black, black
Paroles: Jean-Francois Bernatchez, Michel Lambert Musique: Jean-Francois Bernatchez C'est Noel, c'est le calvaire De tous les p'tits freres missionnaires
Black bone torso Black bone torso Cyanide, a suicide No thoughts of pain Genocide, a crucified martyr's laid Down to the dust there to fade away All
