Yeah, to the black planet all, to the black planet, you know what I'm sayin'?
I think I don't wanna go there
Fantasy, poetry, to all my people
Spread leaves, less enemies
Fantasy, poetry, spread leaves, less enemies
I was puffin' on the L, speakin' with these kids that I met
We was on the E train, in between car set
We was chattin' how the world is so ill
Well, how we both became chill, just for puffin' the phil
He was headed to the city, to check on the smitty
I was headed uptown, black, to lay down my sounds, jack
Daniels in the pocket, what else can a brother want?
Besides a shorty and another blunt
Was road man, I'm ready to go
Headphones for the walls, representin' New York
He asked if I packed a gun, I said nah, I keep it raw, son
I got no beef and I'm not even lookin' for it
You pack a gun, he said nah, my man, wait that
Before he bounce, he gave me that, cause he said be safe, black
So far my day is goin' good
I just met another soul brother from my hood
Fantasy, poetry, spread leaves, less enemies
Fantasy, poetry, spread leaves, less enemies
Fantasy, poetry, spread leaves, less enemies
Fantasy, poetry, spread leaves, less enemies
I'm relaxin' with the shorty that I met at the bar
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
My gear's up to par, she's a brown-skinned star
We're talkin' on the couch, smokin' weed, drinkin' most
Them obligators playin' and the televisions low
The hairdos are right, the toenails are painted red
It's less skittin' on *, it's gettin' to my head
I run my fingers through her head, her nipple on the red
My hair was on the bat, but now it's near the derriere
We're kissin', I lick her in the face and the lip
The left grabs the waist, the right grabs the hip
I reply to my shorty, let's finish off the boom
You're back in my room, you're back in your room, for real
Your shorty got more curves than the nest
She's rubbin' on my back and as I'm lickin' on her neck
I'm on a test, I play it like I'm Silk
So up and down, I start to lick it
She didn't say a word, so very smoothly, I stuck it in
Menacee, bro, a tree, spread leaves, you got lots of enemies
Menacee, bro, a tree, spread leaves, you got lots of enemies
Menacee, bro, a tree, spread leaves, you got lots of enemies
Menacee, bro, a tree, spread leaves, you got lots of enemies
Hey yo, it's early in the morning on the block
Tally up, bounce to the Buddha spot
This is how we do it
Early in the morning on the block
Early with the slum wit
Givin' up the Buddha, it's comin' from this
Watchin' them in top ten
Two cool black streets for my men
I'm pourin' beer on the curb for the dead
Keepin' rice in my hand, I need bread
Jumpin' to the black boot, rock the baron
We're bouncin' the gills, got heron
Everybody wanna come in my zone
Pretty Lou bust me down on the stone
Big night, speck of late, it's all the chicks
Tell them chicks, to me that's up in 96
Freaky tie, got the lie, and it's lit
Hey yo, turn up that
Plenty seedin'
Bro atria
Spread leaves, you got lots of enemies
Plenty seedin'
Bro atria
Spread leaves, you got lots of enemies
Plenty seedin'
Bro atria
Spread leaves, you got lots of enemies
Plenty seedin'
Bro atria
Spread leaves, you got lots of enemies
It's me, Angelique
It's your heart and that you doin'
I been, hit
And yo I been watchin' you and
You look cute, in your sequin suit
Your shirt, match your stockings
Your jacket, match your boots
Ici the duble * ibrahim
Thank you.