see it painted, painted black Black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black Black as night, black
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see it painted, painted, painted, painted black Black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
it painted, painted, painted, painted black Black as night, black as coal I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
I vanished with the dead Lenore, stroke the raven never more But the raven, never flitting Still is sitting silent sitting, above a painting silent painting
it out, blow it out, spit it out Get it out, beat Let it out, blow it out, spit it out Get it out, beatings Let it out, blow it out, spit it out Get
, the creature is unmoved by the commotion and the noise, and the blinding fork of lightening which strikes only a few yards from where lays it wait for
with blind sight See through the darkness by a dim light Imploy divine write, paint a picture off a foresight Bear witness to the power unseen, like
still can't sleep I'm insane underneath your breath, Who was supposed to feel the shame It doesn't feel the same As I feel no pain there's no choice
headed beast Evil beings that wrestle with demons in the deep Useless to eat 200 pounds of rotten meat Shrink heads drink black milk collect black teeth Luminati tribal chief wear it
appears, symbolising death Black waters stir, a painful sight Secret faces overarch the spheres The wind groans, seance repeats Gorge of night, unseen
to teach you right but you don't pay attention you run away from mother with your candy cane dream while the sticky black shoreline cries unseen well it
and let it go Take a chance, let it go Let it go, let it go Let it go, you got to let it go Let it go
Yeah (allowed it) Guess who (Raahaaaah) Uhh, Ayatollah (allowed it) From the song (Raaah) [Verse 1: Rakim] Let the games begin, it's nothing but pain
to sing Listen to your own words It's the power of what you believe Let the chorus build louder and louder And shatter the blackness and pain Let it
that it's good and somebody overstood Now, the listener in here want the same flow but I gotta let it grow Clever enough to let it go, if I don't wanna
