black on black - Greyson Chance

Daddy's little soldier boy Mama's little pride and joy Both hands on her apron strings "Don't you touch that dirty thing" A warning signal from above Inspection with a clean white glove They say that opposites attract like right and wrong Black on black Like pleasure and a little pain The sacred and profane Ice and fire counteract like black on black The oldest story known to man The willing sacrificial lamb Behind the light a shadow falls The code of silence shakes the walls A whisper to a silent scream The power is so frightening They say that opposites attract like right and wrong Black on black Like pleasure and a little pain The sacred and profane Ice and fire counteract just like black on black A warning signal from above Inspection with a clean white glove They say that opposites attract like right and wrong Black on black Some things seem so sacred Like a loaded question the power of suggestion Like the face of danger the kindness of a stranger Like a Judas Kiss like pleasure and a little pain Immaculate seduction absolute corruption Ice and fire counteract no turning back like black on black Black on black. Black on black Like pleasure and a little pain The sacred and profane Ice and fire counteract like black on black Like pleasure and a little pain The sacred and profane Ice and fire counteract just like black on black Black A little pain Just like black on black Black Black on black Black on black Black on black

All of my brags turn to facts And that's why All my brags turn to facts, all my hundreds turn to racks All my ladies turn to snacks, SUVs black on (black on) SUVs black on black I was fuckin' up, but now I'm back on track, that's a fact, woo Filet mignon, that's on Jack I done turned a penthouse suite into my natural habitat I just got my taxes back, that shit cut my cash in half And it hurt (and it hurt), main chick say I'm a flirt Older women fall for me, I make 'em press that Life Alert I just took a flight back to the A, I'm ready to get right to work Me, I keep the coolest head, even when they get hype at first Lotta people back at home, they tryna make it out the dirt Don't stop pushin', used to catch Z's on the couch cushions Now I call the shots like I'm John Wooden (John Wooden) In the kitchen with my jewelry in the pot cookin' Walkin' through the mall, and they can't stop lookin' (I ain't lyin') All my brags turn to facts, all my hundreds turn to racks All my ladies turn to snacks, SUVs black on (black on) SUVs black on black I was fuckin' up, but now I'm back on track, that's a fact Yeah, yeah, I've seen hitters turn to rats We went from hemis to them 'Cats Remember trailed me in my Track' SUVs (SUVs), SUVs black on black I see 'em talking' tough, can't wait to slime 'em out, king slatt Every car I get up in gotta have two up on the dash (skrrt, skrrt) And every hoe I want, every hoe I want get smashed (you know that hoe got smashed) Tryna reach for somethin' around my neck Get hit with the whole mag (don't get cut about this glass) All these new VVs on me wet, you can blame Wafi for this glass (Wafi for this jewelry) We stand against the opps forever, ain't no puttin' shit in the past (puttin' shit in no past never) If you was lookin' for and couldn't find me, I was in my bag (I was in my bag) It's 60 rounds under my chop, all my guns got extended mags (guns got extended mags) Put no tags up on my Trackhawk 'cause I plan on doin' the dash (skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, yeah) After I get away, re-wrap it all black (re-wrap it all black) Think 'bout your folks before you play, you gotta be smarter than that (just be smarter than that) I'm tryna go back and rebuild the hood where I was starvin' at (where I was starvin' at) And that's a fact, you fuck with Harlow, I send hollow bullets just like a quarterback (brr brr, brr) All my brags turn to facts, all my hundreds turn to racks All my ladies turn to snacks, SUVs black on (black on) SUVs black on black I was fuckin' up, but now I'm back on track, that's a fact Yeah, yeah, I've seen hitters turn to rats We went from hemis to them 'Cats Remember trailed me in my Track' SUVs (SUVs), SUVs black on black I see 'em talking' tough, can't wait to slime 'em out, king slatt Blrrrd, blrrrd Blrrrd

I think I know the answer I stumbled and all the world Fell down And all the sky went silent Cracked like glass and slowly Tumbled to the ground They say if you look hard You'll find your way back home Born without a friend And bound to die alone I'm thinking of your highness And crying long upon the loss I've found And on the plus and minus It's a zero chance of ever Turning this around Why doesn't anyone believe in loneliness? Stand up and everyone will see your holiness Oh yes They say if you look hard You'll find your way back home Born without a friend Bound to die alone