Paroles de la chanson 32 leaves dipped in blackness making clouds forming altered carbon par Shabazz Palaces

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Paroles de la chanson 32 leaves dipped in blackness making clouds forming altered carbon par Shabazz Palaces

Special delivery, brand new package
Signed and sealed and grindin' on the back stretch (super hot)
You can find me on the blacklist
Me nah deal with them [?], only the facts snitch (super hot)
Swing chains been banged, tilt hats is
Ridin round the city lookin sharper than a cactus (super hot)
I push my stack 'cross the felt, you can't match shit
I got a wing on my belt, I keep in bad stitch (super hot)
I do my thing, you will melt
Heat off my streets, on the beats I'm putting her up

These are habits
I sprinkle hot sauce on your cabbage
Bitch niggas hate to see me comin' like they taxes
Ooh, that's what I want, and I grab it
The way her body talkin 'bout the beat is so fabulous
Nah nigga, but I tell you what you can get - down and out
Pass me the show, and let me handle it
Shiiit, now on the beat that boy's a savage

Do it for my people, so you know y'all can have it
Do it for my people, so you know y'all can have it
Do it for my people, so you know y'all can have it

Do it for my people, so you know y'all can have it
Do it for my people, so you know that y'all can have it

Say, I rap order into this madness
Crush this me-mania, and bust on you scandalous
Motherfuckers that hijacked then ran with
Our culture, then sold out to the white man's establish-ment
I do it all for my [?]
To resurrect the damage and [?] the highness
With [?] trueness and [?]
I got all my niggas behind this
My pleasure to soak the drops in the crashes
Then melodize on top and dip the whole groove in blackness
Then pour Barbara a glass of Chablis

Baby watch a baby clown an mashin all these faggots
I fulfilled my mother's last wish
Africa we classics, like the dust, the ashes
New kicks, the rocks, jewels, the tribe is
Nat Turner raps, burn the white shit, we classics (the levels)
(The levels) The levels is blasted
(We rebels) We rebels is drastic
(On devils) On devils in caskets
I find you open like I'm Magic

Do it for my people, so you know y'all can have it
Do it for my people, so you know y'all can have it
Do it for my people, so you know y'all can have it

Do it for my people, so you know y'all can have it
Do it for my people, so you know that y'all can have it

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