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Lời bài hát: Black Rap

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That's what it is, this Black Rap. Who else put fear in your heart with R? You all should build an altar to the R.F.M.R. For your first born daughter. For slaughter to the audio martyrs. The guy that'll party regardless. I'm harder than all of you ballers. You gotta supply this cause he got us to buy this. Obviously hot, I ain't gotta be modest. Just polish them off with quality style. It used to bother me how you comedy clowns failed to acknowledge me. *** don't bother me now. We hit the town up, it's like we shook the lottery down. Gotta be down to honor the phenomenal sound. Who make your monitors pound as hard as me? In this Black Rap. In this Rap God. In this Rap God. In this Black Rap. Yeah. Uh. Black college hoodie with Spike Lee with Mars cross color. Respired by the Kente Claw. Adidas with no shoes. Straight through Wagley. 360 rubber boots. Rock him chain. I was beatin' on lush tables. Sharpenin' game. Takin' Asian meat. It's the homie. Jockin' our slain. Starvin' a B&A with your household. Alco. Rappers only feed me dog food. Alpo. Gas basin. Get the Bozak. Ladies playin' food. Where my cognac? Superflyin' to Oxford. Laptop nap turner at a G4 conference. Raw life. African culture of king. Rappers rhythm and poetry. My soul's a mid-chief. In this Black Rap. In this Rap God. In this Rap God. In this Black Rap. Style talkin' in Taharqa. Back alley street walkin'. Sleep walkin'. Beat Arson. And the spark in the parka. Go clap clap. All English spit. Talk and rap. Just joint wars. Don't look point. Just keep it on the wag slick. You shook boy. Fittin' Black Rap. No bullet. Black leather coat ***. Black beret. Stompin' in my big black boots. Livin' off the earth. Eatin' herbs and fruits. It's Black Rap. But I still got white fans. Cause it's Rap God. In this Black Rap. You. You.

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