Текст песни Armand Hammer, The Alchemist feat. KAYANA - Black Sunlight
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(Never too far) Took the haze to church, Frankincense and Myrrh The whole thing was a blur Laughed at first, niggas politics absurd I ain't even answer, just let the weed burn Unconcerned (you bring the stars out) Spray ya perm Armand Hammer: Hagler N' Hearns Shorted 'em like Bear Stearns It's not an aberration, this how it work Chuckled at the investigation, niggas is nerds Cook the books with the bookworms (oh, word?) Iridescent blackness Is this performative or praxis? Are we talking about practice? (We talkin' about practice, man) Rock the kufi backwards Magic Negro, Wesley Snipes' taxes Dark inside the Ibex with two ratchets African accents, American names like Dave and Patrick (you bring the stars out) Game is the game, just gotta change tactics (to light the night up) Revolvers to automatics, back to revolvers Nothing is static Black Bastards, negro humor, laugh in a casket Yellow teeth, incisors flashin' Some nights the sun shines, just gotta catch it Could all the world, could all the world Could all the world, could all the world (Never too far) Smile, niggas Trials rendered in my full expression Stressors Pressure cooking then I got your message, blessing Honor self, picking pockets, finding joy (you bring the stars out) Blowing off the lint Ayy, ayy, ayy, with all that binds We deserve to be up out of our minds Black prioritize Cup runneth over what the heart provides I got five on my shoulder, drawing closer In these darkened times Pardon mine, target guarded eyes (far from my heart) Free the captors, sliding through her gap tooth Might not be no after I yield to where the path pulls Ooh, it's gon' getcha, caught up in the snafu I don't want the riff, blood (you bring the stars out) I don't wanna explain self I don't wanna constrict love (to light the night up) I wanna grow kale I ain't never hoed myself to make the song sell, sell, ayy Could all the world, could all the world smile, nigga? |
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