Mac Roni - Black Gold
Out the ashes I riseHeartbroken with the passion to Die
If you ask me man that bastards On fire
Don't mind me I'm just passin The time
I'm the last of the dying
Like Cobaine when he passed in His prime
Thick lil shawty wit an ass and Some
Thighs
Order her the catfish basket wit Fries
Shawty was from Mexico
Got gas like Texaco
Nigga told me let it go but I'm Still flexin Whoa
Thought that I was outta shape They gotta nigga stretchgin moe
Can't play me in a street fight t
That's what I play tekken 4
Who da nigga that you checkin 4
He lame let him go
How he so humble but he keep it So real
How he light the winter up Without no deal
Yea nigggas poppin but the shit Was last year
U sitting at the throne but the Shit a glass chair
Pull it right from under niggas
Carve em like a pumpkin niggas
I ain't worried fuck them niggas
I'll kill every one Dem niggas
Black Gold Nigga
Black Gold Nigga
Black Gold Nigga
Black Gold Nigga
Out the ashes I rise
Wings broken
With the passion to fly
He seems hopeless no ones Asking him why
He looks focused
No more passing him by
They wanna do like the passion Of Christ
These niggas actin like they ass Flippin pies
The lie detector test determined That was a lie
Black Gold Nigga
Black Gold Nigga
Black Souls Nigga
Black Gold Nigga
Written by:
Corey Roney
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