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Let me tell you a story 'bout black The one memory, and the one who threw it right back He was down so I took a ride He moved the best way outta there so I took his advice
Oh, two seconds flat If I'd've know he would've treated me like that Whoa, two seconds flat I was I to know he woulda done me like that?
He had an empty gaze And his eyes like a bear Took me thoroughly I threw the coat away and just like a fox he said
Oh, who's lookin' at ya? Who was a good kid when God was lookin' after ya? Whoa, who'll make it through? How was I to know it would've done this to you?
He made his move then I was down all alone I kept askin' to come up for luck I would take it and he would turn it in Wait, let me catch my breath That's black if you can catch him with it I was someone who believed in sin, he said I think I know just who that is
Oh, who's lookin' at ya? Who was a good kid when God was lookin' after ya? Whoa, who'll make it through? How was I to know it would've done this to you?
Dead man now, once was a friend Ran all the way upstairs just to make my defense ([?]) Threw me in the bag with ice and a slab Can of coke down my throat, almost his whole hand fittin' in
First I was a muse, close to death never been When the bright light went away I knew death was settin' in If I knew I would tell ya To keep trouble off, I tell ya You're the next one to get Left with the story, that's when you go mad, that's black
Oh, who's not lookin' at ya? (angel of death) Who'll be a good kid now that I'm lookin' after ya? Whoa, who'll make it through? How was I to know black would've turned from me to you?
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