Artist: Malcolm and Martin Album: Life Doesn't Frighten Me... Song: Black Coffee Typed by: jostmatt at bluewin dot ch Black coffee, no sugar, no cream Black coffee, ah-ha-ha-ha Black coffee, no sugar, no cream Black coffee, ah-ha-ha-ha [ Styliztik Jones ] At 12 o'clock on the dot with a cup of Joe Because my nightmares and day dreams won't let me doze See the souls of the slaves when my eyes are closed I can't sleep around here, my pride is strong On the stove is a pot of some freshly brewed I'm fed up cause the feds, they won't let me move Not amused by the views of the nightly news And although it's hard to watch I'm slightly glued To the television tube, it's the dummy box Flippin channels tryina see what the dummies watch Sippin java, thinkin what they done to Pac I'm on a caffeine high and my gun is cocked I'm gettin death threats, the next step they brung the cops I'm tryina express I'm cool, except my tongue is hot Anybody round my momma and the gun'll pop I'm gettin paranoid, now all the fun can stop I know you wanna see me hung or decapitated Puttin kids in jail before they even graduated I coulda been dead but you see we gladly made it So I'm up all night on that decaffeinated Black coffee, no sugar, no cream Black coffee, ah-ha-ha-ha Black coffee, no sugar, no cream Black coffee, ah-ha-ha-ha [ KB iMean ] The blacker the coffee, the deeper the mind that taught me Cause most of y'all seem lost like car keys This is a rare breed, we raw like sardines The marquee reads what the march mean We sick on the mic, niggas swear we swallowed too much chlorine My legacy is somethin that's foreseen I can give a fuck less if I'm never heard on the mainstream I'm doin me and that's the main thing You can give me all the money in the world, it still won't change me I still be pissed and angry And mad at the world cause the man tryina physically hang me With the same noose on the same tree Mainly I shoot for the stars, if I miss don't blame me You softer than a muffin, please pass the pastry And y'all can go head and daydream It's Malcolm and Martin, we the newest version of the A-Team Black coffee, no sugar, no cream Black coffee, ah-ha-ha-ha Black coffee, no sugar, no cream Black coffee, ah-ha-ha-ha [ Styliztik Jones ] No mocca latte sugar-coatin the facts My coffee like my skin, friend, both are black To change we doin ten, we don't hope for that No Sweet'N Low in my Joe, we don't go for that No no, just a mug that's full of black Folgers The truck pulled up all full of black soldiers Say we takin over, say you shall exhort me Niggas better wake up and smell the black coffee [ KB iMean ] I got a scheme that's as clean as a coffee bean Walk with a awkward lean since Dr. King marched with a dream Believe in that, my jeans is black Just like the clouds that try to impede my path Black sheep of the fam but I don't eat grass I black out every time I see the police pass So pass me a black cup and fill it to the top Take a sip of the truth, the movement is all us (Listen sucker I'm blacker than a ace of spades and more militant than you and your whole damn army put together And while you're out there chantin at rallies and brow-beating politicians I'm taking out any money-fronting sucker on a humble that gets in my way So I tell you what When your so-called revolution starts you call me And I be right down outfront showing you how it's done but until then you need to shut the fuck up when grown folks is talking)