Tekster:
Crow Black Sky Home

war Hood rat, crack Carefree, nightclub Closet drunk, bathtub Outcast, weirdo Stepchild, freak show Black girl, bad hair Broad nose, cold stare Tap shoes, Broadway Tuxedo, holiday Creative black

in the midnight sky Somebody gonna live, somebody gonna die But down in the graveyard on that old tombstone There's a big black crow and it's callin' you home

big black engine home Let's roll, let's roll, down the tunnel, the terrible tunnel of his world Waitin' at his final station, like a bigger blacker third

reach A murder of crows judged my every footstep My bones were frozen Penniless and entirely out of breath I washed my beautiful hands in the black

and other places, KRS is The Source Fuck these magazine leadin hip-hop off course You'll print about Black Mayors, Black Senators Why you ain't got no Black

forever in the sky Two. Pull me close Dear i'm tremblin' Hold me tight I'm afraid ot the night Blackness fills the room Your love burns bright

the window and I, I saw that ragged soul take flight I saw a back crow flying in a blue sky Oh I'm like a black crow flying in a blue sky

and other places, krs is the source Fuck these magazine leadin hip-hop off course You'll print about black mayors, black senators Why you ain't got no black

war Hood rat, crack whore Carefree, nightclub Closet drunk, bathtub Outcast, weirdo Stepchild, freak show Black girl, bad hair Broad nose, cold stare Tap shoes, Broadway Tuxedo, holiday Creative black