Black Shakespeare (Instrumental) - Superstar Quamallah.mp3

Black Shakespeare (Instrumental) - Superstar Quamallah.mp3
Black Shakespeare (Instrumental) - Superstar Quamallah
[00:04.77][Verse 1] [00:0...
[00:04.77][Verse 1]
[00:08.61]Broadcast to the metro, let the best know
[00:11.31]Rhyming I'm professional, quite intellectual
[00:14.13]Sexual movements, eyes and hands use it
[00:16.98]Put it in my music, girls relax to it
[00:19.14]A voice so soothing got your body sweat moving
[00:22.38]And proving from what you heard before, losing
[00:25.14]I'm winning, grinning, sanctified sinning
[00:27.66]Got your head spinning, making love on silk linen
[00:30.63]The mood that you're in ain't like none you ever been in
[00:33.33]Cinnamon skin, sweat tasting like sweet lemon
[00:36.54]So feminine, approach like a gentleman
[00:39.30]Hold your hand out, me and you stand out
[00:41.76]In any crowd, hear the talk as they whisper loud
[00:45.30]I missed her then, I miss her now
[00:48.00]I speak proud, but soft like a meek child
[00:50.04]When you're around I'm like a plant, and you're the ground
[00:52.35][Hook]
[00:52.50]Yo, I love hip-hop 'Til the day I die, please no reply
[00:55.74]Can't you see she's in pain, let the song cry
[00:58.35]Teardrops drip from the seams of her eye
[01:00.81]But as she listens to my voice, her spirit gets high
[01:03.93]Her spirit gets high, it gets high, it gets high
[01:07.59]High, high, high
[01:07.77][Verse 2]
[01:15.33]Native New York, Brooklyn the birth place
[01:18.03]Out of state plates in California with earthquakes
[01:20.70]Slow pace got me falling like a snowflake
[01:23.61]In love like laying in the tub the whole day
[01:26.10]But it's ok, stuck in traffic on the freeway
[01:29.04]Just to feel your body through the speakers
[01:30.90]Sex with our sneakers still on
[01:33.24]I still love to feel on your features
[01:35.25]Creatures of another world
[01:36.99]Never treat you like another girl, you're a pearl
[01:40.23]One of kind, body, soul, and mind
[01:42.81]You're so fine, get me hotter than sunshine
[01:45.57]With one rhyme, we under the sheets, another we grind
[01:48.51]A whole composition got you saying your mind
[01:51.12]In not time we elope, harder to find
[01:53.55]Harder to see, invisible, thoughts relivable
[01:56.49]But any time without you got me feeling so miserable
[01:59.34]The pained writer, my words flow like a hang glider
[02:02.70]Inside ya, now you feel the pen's lighter
[02:05.97]My words flow like a hang glider
[02:07.98][Hook]
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