Black Effect

Album: Everything Is Love (2018)
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  • Can you tell us about love?
    Hmm, well, there's love of children
    Love of self
    Love of God
    Love of a partner
    And all of them have a different shape
    But all of them is the same in the end
    It's about sensitivity, it's about passion
    It's about unconditional giving of self to another person
    And there's love of humanity
    That's the love that is right now needed most
    Love of humanity
    But in everything, in all of that love, there is a soul
    It's like when you take some eggs and break them
    And you, and you take the shells and mix them up
    Trying to find the ones that match
    When you find the perfect match
    That compatibility results in passion
    Results in unconditional giving of self
    I hope I can say that again

    Yeah, yeah
    I'm good on any MLK Boulevard
    I'm good on any MLK Boulevard
    See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X
    Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX
    Get your hands up high like a false arrest
    Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test
    Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
    Now hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest

    This Off-White fit that I rock, shit permanent
    The fro that I grow got no perm in it
    Hmm, a nigga late but he best dressed
    Got slowed down by the weight of my necklaces
    Parked the Lexus in the projects, bitch, I'm reckless
    Extra magazine, hopped on a jet with my Ebony chick
    Blacker than the Essence fest
    The behind the back pass is so effortless
    LeBron James to you Omaroses
    Dapper Dan at 4AM, shit, I am the culture
    I made my own waves so now they anti-Tidal
    I'm livin' the no sock life to spite you
    Since the Kalief doc, they've been at my neck
    Y'all can tell 'em Trayvon is comin' next
    The SEC, the FBI, or the IRS
    I pass the alphabet boys like an eye test

    Yeah, yeah
    I'm good on any MLK Boulevard (I'm good)
    I'm good on any MLK Boulevard (he good)
    See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm Malcom X)
    Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX (yeah)
    Get your hands up high like a false arrest
    Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test
    Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
    Put your hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest

    Higher, higher
    Higher, higher
    Higher, higher
    Higher, higher
    Higher

    I'm good any way I go, any way I go (go)
    I pull up like the Freedom Riders, hop out on Rodeo
    Stunt with your curls, your lips, Sarah Baartman hips
    Gotta hop into my jeans like I hop into my whip, yeah
    Mobbin' in a hoodie like Melo
    Come up out that pretty motherfucker like, "hello, Hello"
    I will never let you shoot the nose off my Pharaoh, yeah (yeah)

    I like purple and Purple Rain
    Tryna put red and blue together, bitch, that's on gang
    These people tryna get me out the paint
    'Cause I cook collard greens and yams better than your aunt
    Man, we started with a mustard seed
    Now we in the gray 911 with the mustard seats
    Sheesh, matte black Puma jet
    Shining my light on the world just like "UMI Says"
    Got the Richard Mille, all colors
    Might hit you with the rose gold all summer
    For the culture
    They even biting cornrows, put your scarecrows up
    I come from the finest crop
    Tell 'em the god's on road, watch 'em line the block
    The Chitlin' Circuit is stopped
    Now we in stadiums, eighty thou' a wop, (yeah) watch

    I'm good on any MLK Boulevard (he good)
    I'm good on any MLK Boulevard (he good)
    See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I'm Malcolm X (I'm Malcom X)
    Haters dreadin' my effect, they want that Das EFX
    Get your hands up high like a false arrest
    Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test
    Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
    Now hands where I can see 'em, fuck a false arrest

    I know I've only come half the way
    But look in the mirror, I see an older me
    Not realizing all the years that passed away
    But I know I've only come half the way Writer/s: Alexander Clark Smith, Andre Christopher Lyon, Beyonce Gisselle Knowles, Denisia Andrews, Jun Kozuki, Marcello Valenzano, Rayshon Lamont Cobbs, Shawn Carter
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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