Black (feat. A$AP Ferg) - Buddy

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Embed: Diamonds all black like, "Fuck what ya heard"
Fuck what ya heard, fuck what ya heard
Spillin' some Hennessy Black on the curb
This for the memory of the deceased
When I black out, I awaken the beast
What it's gon' be? What it's gon' be?
You don't wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Bet you never seen a mothafucka so black
Nigga, I'm black on black on black on black

Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking that black on black
It's black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black
Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking all black
Everything is black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black

I feel like Trayvon with this black hoodie on
Huey P. Newton
Black Revolution
I'm with a Nubian Queen and some illegal aliens
I got a black fist balled up and it ain't just me, it's all us
Four hundred years of oppression
I'm about to get me that black Tesla
Black Skid marks on the pavement
Cops wanna see me in a black cage
Black on black on black
Master Juba with the tap dance
Gucci with the Dapper Dan
Tell 'em, "Kiss my black ass"
Ridin' on the dyno with black mags
Just another black man tryin' stay up out the casket
Black don't crack
Matter fact, where the fuck our forty acres at?

Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking that black on black
It's black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black
Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking all black
Everything is black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black

This kid black Timbs black
Kill tracks like I'm six black (Black ass nigga!)
Hair blacker than black lips black
Even my dick black
Grandad Irish Trinidad
Guess I am half (Black ass nigga!)
I gotta go to Ancestry.com
I think I'm 'bout to black
All the police ain't about the black
He still a pig even though he black
Willie got a lynched head in that
If you black you dead in that
Strange fruit hang from a tree
On the leaves is red and that
Do it right like a Garveyite
Africa, I'm heading back
Niggas in the street black on black
Kill him with the heat (Blat, blat, blat)
Cut off his feet (put em in the shackle)
Mansa Musa been had the cash
Mix blacks to dilute blacks
Don't want blacks to produce blacks
Take black and they boot that
Orange is the new black

Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking that black on black
It's black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black
Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking all black
Everything is black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black

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Black (feat. A$AP Ferg) Lyrics

Black
Black, black, black
Black on black, black
Yeah, hey, okay

Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking that black on black
It's black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black
Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking all black
Everything is black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black

Aye, black out the coupe
Hop out the roof when I run into you
Thoughts black as the dark side of the moon
Won't be no truce, won't be no truce
At your funeral in an all black suit
Couple white girls rocking all black too
Million men march in the all black boots
Call up the troops, call up the troops
Punch you in the mouth, then knock out your tooth
I can tell when they not tellin' the truth
Talkin' that shit, nigga what you gon' do
What you gon' do? What you gon' do?
Back and I'm black and I'm acting brand new
Niggas in the back like, "Oh word"
Diamonds all black like, "Fuck what ya heard"
Fuck what ya heard, fuck what ya heard
Spillin' some Hennessy Black on the curb
This for the memory of the deceased
When I black out, I awaken the beast
What it's gon' be? What it's gon' be?
You don't wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Bet you never seen a mothafucka so black
Nigga, I'm black on black on black on black

Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking that black on black
It's black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black
Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking all black
Everything is black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black

I feel like Trayvon with this black hoodie on
Huey P. Newton
Black Revolution
I'm with a Nubian Queen and some illegal aliens
I got a black fist balled up and it ain't just me, it's all us
Four hundred years of oppression
I'm about to get me that black Tesla
Black Skid marks on the pavement
Cops wanna see me in a black cage
Black on black on black
Master Juba with the tap dance
Gucci with the Dapper Dan
Tell 'em, "Kiss my black ass"
Ridin' on the dyno with black mags
Just another black man tryin' stay up out the casket
Black don't crack
Matter fact, where the fuck our forty acres at?

Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking that black on black
It's black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black
Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking all black
Everything is black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black

This kid black Timbs black
Kill tracks like I'm six black (Black ass nigga!)
Hair blacker than black lips black
Even my dick black
Grandad Irish Trinidad
Guess I am half (Black ass nigga!)
I gotta go to Ancestry.com
I think I'm 'bout to black
All the police ain't about the black
He still a pig even though he black
Willie got a lynched head in that
If you black you dead in that
Strange fruit hang from a tree
On the leaves is red and that
Do it right like a Garveyite
Africa, I'm heading back
Niggas in the street black on black
Kill him with the heat (Blat, blat, blat)
Cut off his feet (put em in the shackle)
Mansa Musa been had the cash
Mix blacks to dilute blacks
Don't want blacks to produce blacks
Take black and they boot that
Orange is the new black

Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking that black on black
It's black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black
Black, black, black
Black on black
Black my thoughts so black
Black, black on black
My skin is so black, I'm rocking all black
Everything is black
Black rims on these black wheels
In this black whip with this black bitch
I'm so black on black on black on black on black

Black, black, black, black, black...

Lyrics provided by LyricsEver.com
Buddy sees himself as a pretty happy guy. That light-hearted quality shines through in his live show and in his wonderfully dark cover of the popular Kelis song Milkshake found on his new EP, entitled "Buddy". Rest assured, there is much more to Buddy underneath the silky covers...

Hailing from Portland, Oregon, Buddy began feeding his love for music at an early age. At 10 he was begging his mom and dad for a guitar and by 16, had formed his first REM- inspired band.

Buddy left Portland to attend college at Providence College in Rhode Island where he majored in English and struggled with a strong case of stage fright. After college he moved to Austin, Texas where his passion for music returned to the forefront of his life. Buddy joined up with a local band called Piltdowns and they gained a good following and supported bands like Spoon while fielding some local record label offers.

In 2002, Buddy relocated again, finally landing in Los Angeles, CA where he continued to hone his songwriting style. Not to be dissuaded by prior mishaps, Buddy hit the local stages again, performing his first show as Buddy at the Hotel Café, in July of 2004. It wasn't until Buddy hooked up with friend and author Greg Behrendt (He's Just Not That Into You) that things began to truly turn in Buddy's direction. While performing at one of Behrendt's infamous Bring the Rock musician/comedian nights, producer Robbie Rist (the Andersons) took an interest in Buddy's unique voice, beautiful lyrics and clever songwriting style. The two joined forces to produce and record Buddy's 1st EP, which was simply titled "Buddy". It hit the streets November 30th, 2004.

Shortly after finishing the EP, local DJ Tricia Halloran of the station KCRW in Santa Monica began playing a track called "Salt Point" on air. Random deal offers from the UK began to come in, but none of them seemed quite right, so Buddy kept on pushing his material and playing live shows. At that time a radio station in Denver caught wind of Buddys Milkshake cover, the word was out, and the word was "Buddy". Buddy's music has been featured on "All Things Considered", "One Tree Hill", "Ghost Whisperer", "Shelter from the Storm, Katrina Benefit" and recently the song Westgate.

Lyrics will always be Buddy's most important focus. Powerful stuff for a guy who describes himself as pretty much "always happy", but to that he adds, "if something is really bugging me, Ill carry it around for a long while. Then eventually, Ill sit down and in about 15 minutes, Ill have put it in a song" and the rest, is well safely tucked away beneath the sheets.

Buddy's live band consists of: Grammy Award® winning drummer Michael Jerome (John Cale, Blind Boys of Alabama), Will Golden (Gary Jules), Percy Haverson (Knifeyhead), Al Sgro (Gary Jules), Fil Krohnengold (Golden Smog, Duncan Sheik).

“Alterations and Repairs” Buddy’s debut Album will be arriving spring 2007 and features guest musicians/vocalists including: Anna-Lynne Williams (trespassers william), Ben Peeler (Alexi Murdoch), Meiko (Meiko), Ollie (Sia, Tom McRae). Mixed by Bryan Cook (Inara George, Gary Jules) & Mastered By Roger Siebel. (Death Cab/Plans) Artwork by PCP.

"Side By Side - Duets Vol. 1" features original tracks and two cover tunes performed with friends Meiko, Susie Suh, Julianna Raye, Buddy, Tina Dico and Rick Garcia. (5 Bonus tracks available at iTunes) Gus Black (a singer/songwriter in his own right) directs AM's new video "Hear Me Sing" featuring Buddy. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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