Kanye West - Black Skin Head | Текст песни

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• Kanye West
• Black Skin Head

For my theme song,
My leather black jeans on,
My by any means on,
Pardon, I'm getting' my scream on,
Enter the kingdom
But watch who you bring home.
They see a black man with a white woman
At the top floor, they gone come to kill King Kong..
Middle America packed in,
Came to see me in my black skin,
Number one question they askin',
Fuck every question you askin'!
If I don't get ran out by Catholics,
Here come some conservative Baptists,
Claimin' I'm overreactin'
Like them black kids in Chiraq, bitch!

Four in the mornin', and I'm zonin',
They say I'm possessed, it's an omen,
I keep it 300, like the Romans,
300 bitches, where the Trojans?)
Baby, we livin' in the moment,
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted,
And you know it, and you know it.


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