Black Boy Lyrics


publisher: ©Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
writers: Barry White, Darryl Hill, Darryl A. Hill, Scott Kinchen, Tony Sepe
album: Track 16 in album The Pillage
release date: 1998-3-24
popularity : 8 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Thug Rap
length: 4:14
producer: Goldfinghaz

Cover Art

Cappadonna The Pillage cover art
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Ahh, the outdoors, the fresh outdoors
Word up it's a beautiful day
'Bout to go poli' right now that's my WORD
Aiyyo call me a cab it's the Razor Sharp kid
Dipped everyday my style is po lit'
I'm out to the Mansion I gots to catch Ghost
I'm headed to the club tonight we need toast
For that wack *** MC talkin' all the ****
I know we can't wait just to get his wig split
It's war with the Gods this year, represent
The *****-*** *****z keep tryin' to repent
But we still lickin' off, we wild like two cent
Park Hill Projects, say it witcha lungs
**** y'all cats, we always got guns
But just in case, we get drunk and can't drive
We gotta **** somethin' up, dead or alive
Y'all comin with us, we live on the other side
Of the chart, where your mother met Poppa Wu

[Chorus: Tekitha]
Black boyyyeee, in your virtue
Black boyyeeee, no more suffering
Black boyyeeee, shine the light for we
Continue, black boy, black boy, black boy, black boy

After the tour I came back for more
Comin' correctly, just like before
Wu-Tang Forever, I was just a pirate
In the rec room regulatin' with Osirus
Deep thoughts, I don't take no shorts
Minds on lease like expensive imports
Elevate the seed, no lust or greed
Livin' life long time may continue to breed
Never gettin' caught up inside the agencies
For ten long years, but I paid my fee
Now I'm on the front line with W.T.C.
Back me down these streets are still ill
From Brownsville all the way down in Park Hill
Pack with the beef cause *****z won't chill
Cats smoked out like chicken on the grill
I'm takin' this **** way back to Bill Bill
In the projects where my man got killed


Donna Camay, rockin' witch'all all night
Used to be a little stressed now I'm gettin' it right
Fresh kicks with the gold watch dipped in ice
From Shaolin, it's the vainglorious man
When the world go around these things start to happen
Wifey in the kitchen, brother still snitchin'
Bloods accumulatin', we gettin' impatient
Knowledge and Wisdom, teach the understandin'
That's how I'm plannin', blow up like a cannon
Pull my man in, hit y'all again
Now I make sense, we do this for the rent
Build with intelligence break your defense
No hesitation, time gets spent
Some fall victim, others get bent
Some recognize, real *****z represent
I can't never stop til my heart is content
Puttin' in the work til I feel confidant
Blast out darts in the Wu basement

[Chorus: x2]

Track Listing

CD 1
  • 1 Slang Editorial
  • 2 Pillage
  • 3 Run
  • 4 Blood on Blood War
  • 5 Supa Ninjaz
  • 6 MCF
  • 7 Splish Splash
  • 8 Oh-Donna
  • 9 Milk the Cow
  • 10 South of the Border
  • 11 Check for a Nigga
  • 12 Dart Throwing
  • 13 Young Hearts
  • 14 Everything Is Everything
  • 15 Pump Your Fist
  • 16 Black Boy