Black The-Dream I feel real black right now Real black right now I never knew you like I shouldve known you But my father spoke of you through that liquor Can we get a curtain call? Let us pray your idea outlives you Cause everywhere theres a Chicago The only way were getting out of here is if we hit the lotto My mama left the incense burning on the dresser A hard way to learn one lesson She said never be impressed with a man with no message And Ill never be Mr. Madiba Im gonna thank you the next time I see you You got me feeling real black right now Real black right now... The oppression of a young Malcolm And shots rang out across the balcony the day we lost a dream To young to sing Marvin Gayes Whats Going On Since then aint been a lot going on Enough pain can make a whole race bitter They say the right amount of love can heal us Reminiscing back when Hilfiger made us feel like niggas And thats the kind of thing that sticks with you I never felt this black... Somebody take us home Take me home Lets go home Lets go home The-Dream - Black: youtu.be/-9mDFQNTzFs
Posted on: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 09:43:56 +0000