met in person, he was three shades blacker That's why he saved money over ball and chain dames We all the same, no callin names [Stormy] I'm as smart
Ah do your thang, girl (ah, do your thang, girl) Do your thang It's Magno, ya heard! You can catch me on stage, braids with the shades Stage like Beeman
you've been hit with reality. Where you could call the fate The trust doesn't come with a gaurentee. Who you gonna call when there's no one left around? Who you gonna call
. Hope falls softly from your hand Dreams burn deep beneath the land Time casts shadows overall Sweating fever, rain or river Rushing winds beneath your call
So we went down to the store I saw you at the store Now, in this regards, where do I start to keep us free - keep us apart? I wanted to speak up, but
try to arise from the sadness inside of myself I cannot breath I'm burning alive cause I've lived through a season in hell Look, look at my face shaded
back, hit a lick wid it Keep it workin drop a brick wid it Off the block, serve a nig wid it Whip a brand new whip wid it Apartment flow, you ain't know
a lyrical holocaust Infamous is just our mafia boss Nigga walk around with his head blown off Call me the wicked ass lord of farce Nigga one look and get his ass ripped apart
Going out every night Doing all the wrong things to feel alright Waking up all alone Dying to call you on the telephone I moved way across town And you
I'm f-cking her good, she got her legs on my neck I get p-ssy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple threat When I was in jail she let me call her collect
her good, she got her legs on my neck I get pussy, mouth and ass, call that bitch triple threat When I was in jail she let me call her collect But if
And TV screens meant to fill your nights But it's too late to gimme a call And you're stuck out there on your own The sun awakes in shades of grey It
At first I thought it was just restlessness That would fade as time went by and our love grew deep In the end it was something more I guess That tore us apart
I can't belive That you're angry with me Oh the shades come down to expose your frown And the silence tears us apart And I said to myself This must be
it back, hit a lick wid it Keep it workin drop a brick wid it Off the block, serve a nig wid it Whip a brand new whip wid it Apartment flow, you ain't
From the city of confusions,scared to death I`m running-or so it seems In the sun my heart is freezing,mind is boiling in the shade And a mean mirage
Consumeristic ways that have lead to our heartache We're chasing false ideals We're bred to think are right We're running in the wheel The wheel of black and white Shades