Текст, перевод и аккорды “Black Boy”
- [cappadonna] Ahh... the outdoors, the fresh outdoors Word up, its a beautiful day Bout to go poli right now thats my word Aiyyo Aiyyo call me a cab its the razor sharp kid Dipped everyday my style is po-lit Im out to the mansion I gots to catch ghost Im headed to the club tonight, we need toast For that wack ass mc, talkin all the shit I know we cant wait just to get his wig split Its war with the gods this year, represent The bitch-ass niggaz keep tryin to repent But we still lickin off, we wild like two cent Park hill projects, say it witcha lungs Fuck yall cats, we always got guns But just in case, we get drunk and cant drive We gotta fuck somethin up, dead or alive Yall comin with us, we live on the other side Of the chart, where your mother met poppa wu... Chorus: tekitha Black boyyyeee, in the ghetto streets Black boyyeeee, no more suffering Black boyyeeee, shine the light for we Continue, black boy, black boy, black boy, black boy [cappadonna] After the tour I came back for more Comin correctly, just like before Wu-tang forever, I was just a pirate In the rec room regulatin with osirus Deep thoughts, I dont take no shorts Minds on lease like expensive imports Elevate the seed, no lust or greed Livin life long time may continue to breed Never gettin caught up inside the agencies For ten long years, but I paid my fee Now Im on the frontline with w.t.c. Back me down these streets are still ill From brownsville all the way down in park hill Pack with the beef cause niggaz wont chill Cats smoked out like chicken on the grill Im takin this shit way back to bill bill In the projects where my man got killed Chorus [cappadonna] Donna camay, rockin witchall all night Used to be a little stressed now Im gettin it right Fresh kicks with the gold watch dipped in ice From shaolin, its the vanglorious man When the world go around these things start to happen Wifey in the kitchen, brother still snitchin Bloods accumulatin, we gettin impatient Knowledge and wisdom, teach the understandin Thats how Im plannin, blow up like a cannon Pull my man in, hit yall again Now I make sense, we do this for the rent Build with intelligence break your defense No hesitation, time gets spent Some fall victim, others get bent Some recognize, real niggaz represent I cant never stop til my heart is content Puttin in the work til I feel confidant Blast out darts in the wu basement Chorus 2x [kung-fu movie sample] Hahahahahahahaha Dont you know the underworld? Theres no friendship party here No meeting You can come, but you cant leave Move! let no one live.. *sounds of fighting*
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