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Kenyattah Black - Welcome to Blacksville Lyrics



Kenyattah Black - Welcome to Blacksville Lyrics




You only speak cause you got lips and a tongue
I gotta cover like three-fourths when Kenyattah come
I ain't gotta run the city, I own planets Lost like Gilligan when I leave a nigga stranded
Catacombs made of dragon bones My talent roams from Patmos with microphones

Medina warrior, the talent's known My violent poems, I'm not alone, Kenyattah zone
Looked over and passed by The lines wasn't long enough being the last guy
My last try, I finally made it, I'm dedicated I speak the language of the most honored and
The greatest Worthy of many praises, eyes like Bette Davis

Benny Wise, I rise like I'm Ben Chavis My third eye, I detect one life in many phases
Solar flare, spit light beams, I like lasers
Remember them niggas from the hill up in Brownville
That's how it is, they Brooklyn kids, that's how it is

Magnificent, Benny Wise, yes, I've been heaven sent Negligence in the game is why I Represent
Ear tight, et cetera, in any event Just like oxygen to 5%, but many were sent
Yes, I'm through, was chosen, those dudes was Roseman
Rose up from the slums where the cruisers lokin' Like what's crackin', what's shakin' What's poppin'

G-Maintainin', ain't Nathan ' You know my squad is strong the gods on corners
Four fives, nines, two five revolvers The mathematics, I call them the problem solvers
I practice the law in order, used to go to the store for quarters
Now my music run out the store every quarter Got voodoo dolls for enemy daughters

Hot water, torture, scorcher How you callin' authorities when I am the author
Remember them niggas from the hill up in Brownville
That's how it is
They Brooklyn kids

That's how it is
That's how it is
They broke my kids
That's how it is

Willie Randolph
Memphis Bleek
Mark and I
Pretty Quo

Iron Mike
Labrador
Shannon Briggs
Ben Q

John D
Smith and Wesson
Southflow Projects
Phone your ass, get your head cut

Greasy, you know we was born
Savings, get your kicks from savings
City like Seville, you know when you get f*cked up bad
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You only speak cause you got lips and a tongue
I gotta cover like three-fourths when Kenyattah come
I ain't gotta run the city, I own planets Lost like Gilligan when I leave a nigga stranded
Catacombs made of dragon bones My talent roams from Patmos with microphones

Medina warrior, the talent's known My violent poems, I'm not alone, Kenyattah zone
Looked over and passed by The lines wasn't long enough being the last guy
My last try, I finally made it, I'm dedicated I speak the language of the most honored and
The greatest Worthy of many praises, eyes like Bette Davis

Benny Wise, I rise like I'm Ben Chavis My third eye, I detect one life in many phases
Solar flare, spit light beams, I like lasers
Remember them niggas from the hill up in Brownville
That's how it is, they Brooklyn kids, that's how it is

Magnificent, Benny Wise, yes, I've been heaven sent Negligence in the game is why I Represent
Ear tight, et cetera, in any event Just like oxygen to 5%, but many were sent
Yes, I'm through, was chosen, those dudes was Roseman
Rose up from the slums where the cruisers lokin' Like what's crackin', what's shakin' What's poppin'

G-Maintainin', ain't Nathan ' You know my squad is strong the gods on corners
Four fives, nines, two five revolvers The mathematics, I call them the problem solvers
I practice the law in order, used to go to the store for quarters
Now my music run out the store every quarter Got voodoo dolls for enemy daughters

Hot water, torture, scorcher How you callin' authorities when I am the author
Remember them niggas from the hill up in Brownville
That's how it is
They Brooklyn kids

That's how it is
That's how it is
They broke my kids
That's how it is

Willie Randolph
Memphis Bleek
Mark and I
Pretty Quo

Iron Mike
Labrador
Shannon Briggs
Ben Q

John D
Smith and Wesson
Southflow Projects
Phone your ass, get your head cut

Greasy, you know we was born
Savings, get your kicks from savings
City like Seville, you know when you get f*cked up bad
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Writer: Benny Wise
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Kenyattah Black - Welcome to Blacksville Video
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Performed By: Kenyattah Black
Length: 4:01
Written by: Benny Wise

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