(Verse)
Parasailed parallel to a good start
Chatter chatter
(They) Pulled a e-break on a parasite, thats a hard park
Flip a bird call the shit lark
Made art here and art thurr like an aardvark
Put in hard work. Make that art work
Scotty wanna beam me up like I'm Cap Kirk
Jealousy is a knee to a tired thirst
Re-define fear
It's the dark ages, I don't fight fair
That's lax. Compared to the time that we will share
In fact, nigga, that's a time share
You got a conflict. Wanna conquer while you con care
Ain't a care in the world minus out there
We fell straight into the fire and we got seared
Fuck a sight-seer. Got a iced beer
As I say this (I) get a side tear
Aimed for the top, hit a side tier
Harrowed arrow pointing right here
Imma keep going 'til that pipe burst
Give me wind, give me (boxing bell)
Get a hyped verse
12 years a art student, nigga that's a white curse
Hodgepodge culture got me feeling Rikers
An introvert that picked the lock I'm jumping on the cage man
Read about it
Vert get extra(x12) on occasion
I get up for the down laman
Spit my doubts 'til they know my name man
M-Y A-K-A B-A-N-A-N-A-s
Nigga dont stress...
(Bridge)
The blacker market, the harder to marginalize
The blacker market, the harder to marginalize
The blacker market, the harder to marginalize
The blacker market, the harder to marginalize
If you wanna ride, better think first
Make you crash, then I Dash
Like I'm Dame Dash
Then put a spot on that ass
Like I'm Dame Hirst
(Chorus)
Black don't crack
Black don't crack
Black don't crack
(Verse 2)
Shifting margin
It ain't dormant
Nigga just recordin'
Vent for elation
Swish
Shits ventilation
Aka nigga corporeal
Corporal nigga
Forklore is an issue
Eat lords, fuck a fork
Prey like a a hunter convinced you
Satan got his cronies interplaying
The youngstas be raging
Getting hot with the patience
Grape drink in my hand done fucking turned into raisins
Hearing whispers as if I swallowed the reasons
Ask yo inner voice
Yo what you sayin?
Ain't comedic how I let my daemons weigh in
Homie don't play
Budding American idol
Now my Homies be clay
It gon end with the achin'
Write this shit on loose leaf, nigga go get to rakin'
Broken windows to the soul
Like my eyes turned to Reagan
You wanna ignore the numbers- fine
But ain't lying
The equation don't end with an equal sign
Look em dead in the eye
Like you ain't ready for the margin shift
They blowing hot air like they lit a spliff
I'm keeping it blunt
Black docs and matching skinnies
Keeping it punk
Ho gone
Keepin it hulk
Hold on
We ain't goin home for shit
Mamma told me this
If the window ain't broke, they ain't fixing shit
(Chorus)
Black don't crack
Black don't crack
Black don't crack
(Outro)
So, you know, Black Market is gunna happen!It's going down man. Its going down
And I gatta say, come through man. Its gunna be amazing! And before we cut out, I really gatta thank a some people
That made this happen. Cuz Venirhere and I were going from possible sponsor to possible sponsor. Fucking
Kicking tin cans trying to make this shit happen. And we got a few of ya'll to thank for it. Coming through!
C'mpn, we made a crowd-funded Kickstarter to make an experimental art fair happen!Yes, lets GO!
I got to give a shout out to Day Gleason. Throw some windows on that shit!
I got to give a shout out to Maxwell Neely-Cohen. Throw some windows on that shit!
Tom Galle. Throw some windows on that shit!
Erin Brookner. Throw some windows on that shit! I luh you girl
Maggie and Greg. Throw some windows on that shit!
Venir, throw some windows for Josh Lawson, Karim, Alessandra, Sean Jean Patrick Carney, Margherita, R.B. Sclather
And B-H-Q-F-U! GIVE 'EM THE RUMBLE!
God damn. Thank you, ya'll
