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Rejjie Snow

Black Pancakes

 

Black Pancakes


She had curly hair, looking like Annie
What a young rhymer got to do to touch the fanny?
I mean granny, she ate up all the chicken
Bellys all fuzzy and the pain starts to kick in
But he's skinny and he walks around with gold teeth
Slang with a twang and real rare like a black sheep
I mean a white kid rapping in a durag
Two gold chains and a voice like... (hoohaa)
Never let the rabbit catch a habit
Like a fully blown pub brawl, make you stab it
Waking up sweaty from the medicine
Snow is not human, he's a monkey with a ball pen
Jab the words in graffiti
Sandstone rapper, you will light me off the spliffy
All the kids in japan
Suckers for a nigga with a mic up in his hand
Had this young shawty, met her out in pre
She was all bloody from the gash in her knee
Said she was a virgin and I said "oh yes"
Blood starts pushing as I kiss upon her breasts
Oh shit man this chick has a dick
I reach for the stanley as I scratch upon his...
(What the fuck?)
(Yo yo yo, to be continued)
The worlds made of piss and I'm the joker to the story
Not in balamory is a tale this gory
Sweet like the apples that be hanging out in Eden
Head full of chemicals and hair line receding
Used to be a singer with a voice like Aretha
Had a little baby but the cracks started seeping
Tears up in a puddle, and a kiss for the weeping
Not to be alone but I'm stale with the seasoning
Slow like a runner but a bummer that my girls gone
Want to be a hooker top, cray with her shades on
Money where its sunny but the grass grows too long
And who you gonna blame when I'm hungry and the foods gone?
Same story, growing up broke
Dancing with a beer, on a diet from the Coke
Never ever ever will I do it all again
Love is like a drug and its stained to my pen
Want to pin you, who you gonna blame?
All shawtys are the same
And who you gonna blame?
All shawtys are the same

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