Songtexte:
Powder Black Tears

eyes it doesn't make us better men the mine has crushed your brother as he ruined our rotting sky a white blast of black hot powder as you lapse into

it's messed up My sister's on that dope man she stayed geeked up My baby mamma screamin she don't want me to die Got tears in her eye But I just wonder

Countin' till my fingers' red, how you gon' judge a man Walkin' in the shoes of a man with a broken leg? Flame on the trail headed for the powder keg

's too this, it's too Dogg, It's too valid yeah, yeah See what the fuck happens when the C.I.A. conspired? Distribute crack in my environment, the roosters crow Man, black

, they actin' hardcore With shirts off, flirtin', of course, the Dom pour Segal split, diggin' that hit from way back I gained that lady with the black

note, falls to sleep. November's coat with black lapels Dressed in a snow white shirt, ready for the grave Prepares to flee, from the city's gates Tear

interest To the young black entrepreneurs To the young black entrepreneurs When I hit the block, pistol on my side Bundle of dope in my socks, dime bags of powder

bizacks When you see me nigga violently I can get Tap that ass claim you know where my gang hang at Long beach, east nigga yo believe that Slang powder

weigh me down Pompoms and plums are pretty If you're a circus clown Funny how black mascara Streaks when the tears begin Nail polish, rouge and powder