BLACKFLORIDA 

Whus Blacka dan Hands in yo hair Weavin clouds down ta earf Trickin gravity Duckin laws Makin mo beautiful Da mos beautiful Whus Blacka dan Warm legs huggin yo arms And stiff necks from bein tol ta Turn dis way Hol ya head down Dis awl we know An we know it Whateva make us keep stannin up So big and proud I swea mus come from da head down Is dat why we got awl dis hair so tagetha Why we cuh take pig grease and turn miracles Whus Blacka dan a way from no wa

Wu’int time to bury dat boy It was plenny coming up Plenny mo Wu’int none of his business bout dat boy life And sho nuff not his def Wu’int yo life to take way from us Seeing whatchu wanna see wrong Wu’int no lil bitta people mad either It’s a whole lotta uh us hollin’ Looking like erebody and hollin’ In da church in da streets Plenny hands lif’ dat boy up Hands high in da sky From den ta nih Ova yo low down Plenny mo put dey hands in and holluhd widdus Holli

When you die butter don’t melt in yo mouf Every thang posed to be nice an cool an awright Lees till we kin gitchu good in da groun’ Wet it wit sawt wahda An give outcho thangs ta da good will Dey kill you dead den dead ahgin Take yo bref an yo past Noose em up one atha duh utha Hih you watch somebody die two times in ah life Hih don’t nobody know bout all dem times he meant da world ta somebody Dey keep ya living like a ol dead thang hauntin’ Den kill you