Black Hole Songtext
von Chris Dave and The Drumhedz

What′s happening
Yeah, you know what's happening
You know what′s happening
Yeah, you know what's happening
You know what's happening
Cinderella′s at the ball of confusion
The tension is high
The niggers are still fly
Sophisticated puppets with political ties
Organized crime
Paper bag shrines
Pussy with a price tag
Money all the time
Pills and a night cap running through your spine
Niggers sipping lean, what a fiend for the high
Addiction is our feature, we′re thugging to the end
And the whole world loves you when you're top of the line
The hoes gon′ want you when you're thugging it right
But the cops gon′ bust me if my money too husky
Man, trust me


Devils want me living it frightened
Ain't that right?
Yeah, you know what′s happening
You know what's happening
Yeah, you know what's happening
It′s way too cold
And we out here
In the belly of a black hole
It′s too cold these days
Everybody making money the ski mask way
Never mattered the degree, it could be too high
Graduated but I'm living below the line
At the county building trying to get away refined
Meanwhile, politicians on vacation time
All I wanted was a piece of the pie
All I wanted was the Caddy with the can of paint coated
Made with copper coat and roll a couple of weeks in Milan
Uh, but I made up my mind
Said, the whole world loves you when you′re top of the line
The hoes gon' want you when you′re thugging it right
But the cops gon' bust me if my money too husky
Man, trust me
Devils want me living it frightened
Ain′t that right?
Yeah, you know what's happening
Ain't that right?
You know what′s happening
Ain′t that right?
You know what's happening
It′s way too hard
Said I'm trying to rise above it, but I can′t get enough of it
My God
It's way too real
Said I can′t be dreaming, it could get costly
It's way too cold
And we out here in the belly of a black hole
Yeah, you know what's happening
In the belly of a black hole
Yeah, you know what′s happening
You know what′s happening
And they all want to get you, all want a picture
All want the glitz of him turning up the lights
Pulling out the whip
Rolling the dice, you can hold if you like
Do what you feel
You want me to show, just open your eyes
This life is winnable
A few make it through, most don't survive
A penny with a hole and the hole′s the size
It's survival of the fittest and my niggers
Went to Dennis so we′re taking a bite
And I made up my mind, I made up my mind
The whole world loves you when you're top of the line
The hoes gon′ want you when you're thugging it right
But the cops gon' bust you if your money too husky
Well, fuck them niggers
I′ll be running for life
It′s way too hard
Way too hard
Said I'm trying to rise above it but I can′t get enough of it
My God
My God
My God
Say, it's way too real
Way too real
Said I can′t be dreaming if you can't sleep, huh
You can′t sleep
Can't dream
Hey
You get killed
It's way too cold
Way too cold
And we out here in the belly of a black hole
Belly of a black hole
Way too cold
Oh, no
It′s way too cold
Oh
Too real
Oh
And we out here in the belly of a black hole
Can′t sleep
Can't sleep
All about my money, man
All about my money, man
Yeah, you know what′s happening
You know what's happening
You know what′s happening
You know what's happening
All I want is peace and pride
All I want is the Caddy with the can of paint coated made
With copper coat and roll a couple of weeks in Milan
This is right
This is right
This is right
This is right