CHAINEDTRACK THE DARK PRINCE - Black!

Hold up
Spin the block
Seen a opp we passed him
Run it back
Yeah we caught that fuck nigga lackin'
Now he packin'
Now he runnin'
Know whats bout ta happen
Hold up
Wait black, damn why you blast him?
Hold up
Wait black, damn why you blast him?
You ain’t have to pick that tool up, I was finna stab him
Now the nigga dead he shoulda never did the cappin'
Thought he big and bad and now he just a fuckin has been
Fake legacy
A tragedy
The way these bitches hit my line you'd think I have a strategy
But really I be chillin' I be pullin' bitches casually
Meanwhile niggas gossip about me
yeah I peep the faggotry
You and me
1 on 1
Bitch this shit a one and done
Take my hand and make a fist
Bury it into your lungs
Aint no hit or miss
Bitch I always hit
Dark prince
When I spit
I spit a hit
I’m that fucking nigga
You a fucking bitch
Take yo bitch
Now I’m fucking on yo bitch
If you gotta problem
Pull up to yo crib
Now I’m in
And a problems all you got
Walked up in the spot
Like a fuckin bot
No emotion
When I killed him with rock
Hold up!
Yeah we caught that fuck nigga smashin'
Finna Stab him
Wait black, damn why you blast him?
Hold up
Spin the block
Seen a opp we passed him
Run it back
Yeah we caught that fuck nigga lackin'
Now he packin'
Now he runnin'
Know whats bout ta happen
Hold up
Wait black, damn why you blast him?
Hold up
Wait black, damn why you blast him?
You ain’t have to pick that tool up, I was finna stab him
Now the nigga dead he shoulda never did the cappin'
Thought he big and bad and now he just a fuckin has been

Written by:
Daemon Bodu

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