I?ve got such a big surprise for you, from me. This western world, so big and strong has fallen to its knees. If I could lift this town up in my arms
friends with benefits When the freaking began That's the end of the innocence Speaking o' innocence Baby, I can remember when I never used to call you
On my Harlem niggas my BK niggas Back uptown baby Lennox ave My oyas on broadway all day, come on Aye yo, you love the way I rep black step the F back
I knew you niggaz would be back See, see, you need to fuck with me you know I mean? Yeah, you need to holla at your boy, man Stop fuckin' with them punk
Wingo Met a girl at a party and I gave her my card Man you know that it said Napoleon Bonaparte Peepin' out the colors, I be buggin' on Cezanne They call
I was standing at the end of the very longest line between everywhere and nowhere I could not make up my mind stole enough to keep me honest, walked
raise it up 'cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end Because it must, and when it does, I hope that y'all remember me Black Dante, from Myrtle and Broadway
love me again (They love me again) Let's take a trip down, I gotcha Let's take a trip down memory, lane at the cemetery rain gray skies Seems at the end
Calling all units, be on the lookout for a Nissan sedan License plates reads, "K O O L G R A P" Be alert, suspect is armed and extremely dangerous And
five, ??, and some incense from Big Peter, the bean pie eater And Jack Sprat, the cat who didn't eat pork fat At the end of the alley on the corner they
love me again .. they love me again Let's take a trip down.. I gotcha Let's take a trip down memory, lane at the cemetary Rain grey skies, seems at the end
What up on my Harlem niggas My BK niggas Back uptown baby Lennox Ave. My Oyas on Broadway all day Aye yo you love the way I rep black Step the f back
man, call him my boyfriend, think I've fallen in love The only man that gives me the things that I am worthy of Hugs me and holds me, kisses me softly, calls
we friends with benefits When the freaking began That's the end of tha innocence Speaking o' innocence, baby I can remember when I never used to call
at your boy Fiendin for that good shit, take a look bitch What you need baby - holla at your boy I got it all day, in the hallway On Broadway - holla at
raise it up 'Cause everythin in life 'gon come to an end Because it must, and when it does I hope that y'all remember me Black Dante, from Myrtle and Broadway
