Blame, blame, whose dat with you again? (The ride, the ride) Yes black, where's my jewels at? (Uptown, uptown, uptown, uptown...) Yo, let's get back to the hardcore right now Underground hip-hop yo This one's a gangsta tune, whassup Fosha? I'ma send this one out to all the refugee gangs around the world Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the driveby's It was the Fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb bang Stay in the house that's the sound of the gangs, Clef By the time we figured out what happened I was in an ambulance tellin my cousin keep breathing Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite (But that ain't right y'all) DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! That cemetery gear (California, California) I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood True, true, yo Hollywood got a lot of kids twisted Jumpin in and out of limo's thinkin is his ass really gifted The only gift y'all possess is workin with the triple six's Y'all disguise yourself with bandanas and diamond necklaces Mosta y'all can't even go back to the hood where y'all grew up Actin like y'all drink alcohol and all y'all do is throw up Talk about when y'all blow up y'all gonna visit the project floors But the last time they saw y'all was 1984 Now y'all wonder, why they got all hoodies screamin "freeze" Get out the navigator, Godfather III's in the DVD They hoppin, they take your car for a spin It's cold outside so all you feel is the wind There's no celly phone, so you can't phone home Oh lord, here come those criminals Maleeg & Jerome ("Yo, who you know here, you got family over here?") He a rap artist ("I don't care, he got the wrong colours over here, no fear") Now you look shook like that Mobb Deep song I'm surprised, cause on all y'all records you was Al Capone And come to find out that you never held a chrome And you escaped the draft and never bust a shot in Vietnam Now you standin in the form amongst the children of the corn Like the Sun of Man stood with a crown made of thorns The only difference is for you there'll be no resurrection Cause it's a traffic jam, they got you locked up in a intersection Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite (But that ain't right y'all) DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours) That cemetery gear (Chicago, Chicago) I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood Yo, Hollywood has half-man be hollow to you How could you have slipped through While I was detecting the trick that's in you Pretending you pitbull, when really your candy-ass is poodle We wouldn't of hit you, hammers have already been Cocked and cleaned, yo, it was who? It's click-up, click-up, north cackus, commence to stick up That's what's within us, cack and lack, clap, buck killers quicker Stick up the forest misters then head up to chickens with 'em Adrenaline's givin, when I riff with the fifth to your chin-in You never knew bout how we play these innings But you about to play the commission Waves are spinning, I'm out the glaze I'm sh... ing The real is missing but the fraud is evident Ever so clear, but you got the nerd To come around here with pounds of fear Your colours wrong you must rock edible dons with that huh? Damn Paul, what's that huh? Let me get that, with the quick snatch If it's a little man in you then I better put the trick back And if it's anything killers is fearing, I know my clit stacked for realer Don't wear your colours here, that cemetery gear I got my gun and nine, killing's my appetite (But that ain't right y'all) DON'T WEAR YOUR COLOURS HERE! (Colours) That cemetery gear (Detroit, Detroit) I got my gun and nine from Hollywood, to your neck of the hood Tell the FBI that I won't be home tonight Tell the Secret Service I won't be home tonight

What is this that stands before me? Figure in black which points at me Turn 'round quick and start to run Find out I'm the chosen one Oh, no Big black shape with eyes of fire Telling people their desire Satan sitting there he's smiling Watches those flames get higher and higher Oh, no, no, please God help me Let's go fucking crazy Is it the end my friend Satan's coming 'round the bend People running 'cause they're scared The people better go and beware No, no, no God praise you all!

Moonlight shadow ひとりぼっち ノドが渇いてただけなのよ かじりついた果実は 甘い、甘い猛毒で、犯されて Black cherry 濡れて、堕ちて 私の中へ種を残しよみがえれ 愛してくれなくていいよ、愛してないから これ以上惨めにさせないで 二人のこの history ちょっとした寄り道なの 心はまだ mystery 抱かれた夜の数だけ流した涙 赤い rouge シャツの襟 言葉を飲み込み口づける インカントシャイン 私じゃない香り 知らない、腰使い まだ ecstasy replicate 折れた羽根を震わせながら 透明な scandal 噛み締めた唇 Slow motion 刻み込まれ Don't stop, kiss me! 離れられない Don't stop, kiss me! でも許せない Ah, ah, ah ah,中に出して! Black cherry 濡れて堕ちて 私の中へ種を残して 愛さなくていいよ、愛してないから こんなに惨めにして 禁断の territory ずっと抜け出せなくなって 感じる black cherry, kiss の感触ちょっと忘れられない Don't stop, kiss me! 離れられない Don't stop, kiss me! でも許せない Ah, ah, 顔にかけて Black cherry 濡れて堕ちて 私の中へ種を残して (愛さなくていいよ) 愛してないから こんなに惨めにして ah! Black cherryちょうだい Black cherryもっと ほんとはずっと愛していたのに 短い history ちょっとした寄り道なの これで finally けれど、たまにはこんな私の事思い出して