paroles de chanson Black Jesús - Raekwon , Ghostface Killah , U‐God
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something
kid
Yeah,
youknowwhatImsaying,
let
me
tell
you
something
man
Through
the
man's
mind,
God
He
see
his
elevation,
God
See
through
his
mind,
he
see
his
elevation,
God
See
this
where
he
begin
to
know
that
where
he
come
from
See
some
people
don't
have
no
direction,
God
Because
they
don't
know
the
science
of
they
self
See
the
signs
of
life
is
the
signs
of
you
All
the
elements
that
it
took
to
create
you
Everything
that's
in
the
universe,
God
That's
created
the
universe,
God,
is
just
within
you
You
see
what
I'm
sayin?
And
that's
the
mind
that
you
can't
see
Don't
you
know
if
a
man
could
take
and
flip
himself
inside
out,
God
He'll
fall
out
and
die
if
he
sees
the
shit
that
goes
on...
inside?
So
you
mean
to
tell
me
I'm
the
creator
of
all
this
right
here?
You
the
creator
of
all
this
Because
all
these
things
must
happen,
it
must
take
place
See
people
go
back
in
the
day,
God
They
say:
one
man,
one
woman,
Adam
and
Eve,
there
ain't
no
such
thing
Everything
you
see
always
has
been
and
always
will
what
be
Regardless
the
womb
or
what,
it's
got
to
be
Hit
me,
hit
me,
hit
me,
I
don't
wanna
hear
nothin
Word
Up
Got
to
pay
Yeah,
it's
like
that
right?
Blow
his
back
out,
make
his
shoes
worth
A-yo,
this
shit
be
off
the
noggin
rock
it
Whatever
cock
block
it
Cat
get
blown,
who
own
this
street
corner
Foreigner
hesitate
to
rock
a
Hummer
Navy
Seal
top
runner,
rhyme
this
summer
For
real,
marinating
nigga's
skating
Debating
waiting
style
flowingly
relating
Fine
line
switch
it
on
ya,
like
venetian
blinds
The
mission
is
mine,
fabulous
king
I
divine
Titanium
Hydro
collide
though
Yo
dun
dun
polly
this
conjunction,
son
one
Slang
doctor,
medicated
kids
pay
it
Say
it,
these
niggas
in
affect
dun,
stay
rap
related
Cassette
rhymer,
5-G
consigner,
line
for
liner
Poet
designer,
sharp
like
Linus
Mic
of
the
year
award,
fly
gear
award
Them
niggas
over
there
be
analyzing
with
one
sword
Get
bent,
pay
the
rent,
plus
still
we
invent
Nuff
shit
to
get
your
whole
team
crazily
sent
Now
all
I
need
is
a
half
gallon
of
weed
Proceed,
to
bust
this
mic
dick
and
make
three
seeds
Then
max
out
like
two
Ac's
inside
the
parking
lot
Son
bark
a
lot
and
get
his
team
hit
in
the
dark
a
lot
What
now
blow,
clicking
like
a
calico
Gold,
Maximillion,
one
love
keep
it
real
yo
Yo,
hit
me
for
these
Tommy
Hill,
ice-rocking
niggas
Peace,
this
summer's
mines,
I
blow
the
biggest
Back
up
off
me,
while
I
grab
my
dick
and
hold
the
Heini
Park
the
Blue
600,
Wally
kings
is
right
behind
me
Tackle
clubs,
never
rock
Lugz,
I'm
way
above
These
mics
is
like
the
Golden
Gloves
verses
spark
plug
Its
like
the
pennant,
seminar's
the
play-off
Start
the
J
off
like
Cochran
got
OJ
off
This
specialist
who
eyeballed
your
mistress
necklace
Perpetuous,
this
curly-head
kid's
treacherous
Let
go
the
eggo,
so
we
can
dip
dip
dive
like
Lego
Throw
on
can-can,
eat
that
plus
this
instrumental
Ah
shit
say
Stark-ologist
Starks-ologist,
fried
fish
halibut
Pull
out
the
bull
horn,
let's
celebrate
like
Kunta
was
born
We
elbowed
our
way
inside
Loud
and
got
on
I
played
the
building,
burn
a
branch
and
get
filled
in
Like
Pilgrims
G-in'
Pepridge
farms
from
out
of
millions
Who
wanna
rhyme,
who
wanna
challenge
the
swordmans
That
rock
that
fisherman
hat
like
Gorton's
I
hold
down
the
place,
no
shots
to
the
face
Elite
Special
force
no
religious
style
faith
The
melting
pot
boil
gun
shot
drama
soil
Gamble
when
I
scramble
handle
hot
pots
of
oil
Manhandle
pain
killing
erect
my
hidden
Streets
made
me
potent
put
your
9-6
bid
in
Vampire
curse
disperse
on
each
verse
Swim
in
black
water,
act
slaughter
through
my
earth
You're
hit
by
my
element
Great
Wall
of
China
Mountain
peak
holds
the
globe
like
vagina
Measure
on
my
mic
stand,
molecule
and
strand
Finger
rolling
rhythm
ride
the
horse
one
hand
Golden
Eye,
Spy
vs.
Spy,
guilty
of
suspicion
Chess
boxer,
mic
in
dead
body
position
40
oz.
Ciga-art,
three
verse
invention
Divine
universal
black
man
representing
Similar
to
pure,
rhyme
blowing
out
the
pore
Battery
in
the
back,
keep
me
charged
for
the
raw
I'm
bred
type
thorough,
pistolero
gun
hero
Renaissance
rebel
chatter-boxing
your
barrel
Fully
woven
Beethoven,
hit
you
on
a
humble
Hard
enough
to
hurt
you,
chastise
my
rap
styles
Lock
down,
for
this
curfew
Album
Ironman
1 Assassination Day
2 Wildflower
3 The Faster Blade
4 260
5 Poisonous Darts
6 Assassination Day
7 Box In Hand
8 Poisonous Darts
9 Winter Warz
10 Winter Warz
11 Motherless Child
12 Box in Hand
13 After The Smoke Is Clear
14 All That I Got Is You
15 Daytona 500
16 Daytona 500
17 Marvel
18 Black Jesús
19 Black Jesus
20 After the Smoke Is Clear
21 All That I Got Is You
22 Marvel
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