Terry Borderline - Ways of the World

Power

Black out
Black power when the lights beam
Black power get it like me
Boy
Black power let you slaves free
Nah
No master don't like me
Black power when the lights beam
Black power get it like me
Boy
Black power let you slaves free
Black power
No master don't like me

Don't cut me off it's simple hoe
Energy reciprocal
Shots ain't subliminal
You parasitic simbiotes
I don't need your videos
you canceled like Arsenio
Arson at your studio
Promo, and your shitty show
Everybody didn't go
Fuck what you didn't know
Fuck radio patio
Your MC and your fucking host
Say adios
Break your skull and bones from my audio
Scicario
Even take shots at your mama tho
Vamanos
Til the numbers click their dominoes
Too ahead
I don't need your head to catch a body tho
Tongue was ready to win
Never needed a Chin
Swear on my chin Chin
If I ever see him again
I'm putting him in pin
Put his blood in my pen
Put his friend in a bin
And dispose their bodies in Lynn
Blow they ash in the wind
Woo
Real niggas are coming with toasters
I'm looking at you promoters
As white as the snow is colder
I feel like you're looking older
Smack the world off your shoulder
Don't need to be held by quotas
Motives older than motors
Molded by motorola
No codes or morals
Demoted promote don't even show up
I see the swine in you
Islamic don't wine with you
Still eating won't dine with you
Still living won't die with you
Ain't lying cause I with you
You are just my issue
You rappers are bad tissue
I'm wiping my ass with you

Black out
Black power when the lights beam
Black power get it like me
Boy
Black power let you slaves free
Nah
No master don't like me
Black power when the lights beam
Black power get it like me
Boy
Black power let you slaves free
Black power
No master don't like me
Black power when the lights beam
Black power get it like me
Boy
Black power let you slaves free
Black Power
No master don't like me
Black power when the lights beam
Black power get it like me
Boy
Black power let you slaves free
Nah
No master don't like me
All you chumps are going to bow
When I whoop him
All of you
I know you got him picked
But the man's in trouble
I'm going to show you
How great I am
Black out
Black out
Black out
Black out
Black out

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Writer(s): Terrence Bordenave
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