Black Man Lyrics

I own these streets
I run this city
And I got a gang
To run it with me
Hard as nails
Cold as ice
You wanna mess with us
Well think twice
I got a
A puerto rican man, a nervous jew
Intimidating russian with a fake tattoo
I got a, a hot blonde
With plastic boobs
But there's something missing from my crew
I need a black man
In my gang
A black man doing black man thangs
I need a black man
In my crew
A could it be you
I got the dumb guy
Who gets it wrong
The young boy
Who tags
The mafioso and the wheelchair guy
And the quiet one from Tokio
Who's good with knives
I got the, the tough chick
Who might be gay
And both types of indian
I got the, the fat guy
With his pants half down And a guy who's kinda moca
But he just ain't black enough to be the
Black man
In my gang
A black man doing black man thangs
I need a black man
In my crew
a could it be you
So what do you say man?
Do you wanna be in my gang?
I don't know, man
What are the hours?
Nine to five, with an hour for lunch
And I'm gonna need to see some references
I got your references right here, buddy
I like your style, kid
Welcome to my gang
Black man
In my gang
A black man doing black man thangs
a he's a black man
In my crew
And you could be, too
Black man
In my gang
A black man doing black man thangs
a he's the black man
In my crew
And you could be, too!

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