Tekster:
Black Lab Black Eye

at herself And her black eye shade Boy can't keep his pain under the glass Laughing at the world as it just slides past I know this black eye waste These

Oversættelse: Varsity Blues soundtrack. Black Eye [sort Lab].

want it, Fuck It! In the Benz I'll be there, you gonna rot like a dead Luco (spanish slang) under the stairs [Black Rob] Yeah yo, I swing that ass

grave you can't respond Dynamic semantics makes your mind go frantic hand picked Gods Razor sharp be my standard breakin' from bondage and white garments Eye ball as black

Woke up this morning, smoked some sticky green to get me started Chocolate Thai, all in my eye, I'm never broken-hearted Bang us in your cars, bang us

you can do Prepare to strike There'll be no place to run When your caught within the grip Of the evil Megatron Transformers More than meets the eye

leave That shit is funky like a black skunk Fuck all this waitin' man It's time to get this motherfucker back up I let them motherfuckers slack up, reorganize my click Got the birds and reopen my lab

and a triple optician Still part of my missions to slaughter the opposition Critics that don't get it, I tell 'em to stop bitchin' I do without blacks

unlocks my lab's door Kemet lets you enter, heat generates from the center Lord Jamar's an inventor Production of black facts put on to a black wax