Take a step before runnin', yeah Take a breath now before you die When you work the streets, darlin' Make sure your sneaker laces, they get tied I be your black
come to bring it to y'all niggaz, me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever Black Rob If you wanna dance, we dance Verse One: Mase Now trick what? Lace who? That
., I diddy bop and shop with Oprah Nigga, what? From my voice I'm killin' 'em I shed my blood About everything I love Am still a eye blacker, open handed
with the dollop Pot full of acid, I got the game mastered Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin' money It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny Black
pants, no chance to pull for your gun Man, a lot of ya?ll cats can?t stand that one on one Wind up getting embarrassed right in front of your hon? Despite the bullshit, Black
(No) No Way No way (No) Nowhere to go. There's no way out. No way. No way (No) There's no way No way (No) Nowhere to turn. There's no way out. Black
shot Cause your barrel's too hot You did it kid The more dead The more weight on your head Plus you ganked a suitcase Full of black tar H Baby
's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a well known nigga And if you say you're going to kill me, should I blast you first? Being black
-hop's become the game of death Some of y'all busters out there tryin' to waste up But it took some of us hustlers all this time to lace up I'ma straight
't, bet you can't rock it like that Bet you can't, bet you can't Do-do-do it like me, so fresh, so clean This beat's crazy, this beat's obscene This shit's laced
I draw milady's carriage Ever since her horse retired I don't think I can pull much longer I've never been this tired before Up jump the black chain
, said, "Hey boy, come on right around" So I knock at the door You was standing with a bottle of red wine, ready to pour Dressed in long black satin, laced
Watch the blimp read 'The World Is Mine' If I ruled the world, imagine that I'd free all my sons, I love 'em, love 'em, baby Black diamonds an' pearls
over and over Claiming that you got a new style Your attempts are futile, Ooo chile Your puerile Brain waves are sterile You can't create, you just wait to take, my tape's Laced
it Baby thata??s lethal injection Im about that money Pussys what a fool chase Hoes will have you tied up Bitch I aint no shoe lace Smirking in my black
know No, no, maybe it was make 'em runny Make 'em runny, honey Doilies, doilies, where have all the doilies gone? Roses will whither and die Along with the lace
Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa,