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The Black Keys Black Mud

Filthy and anonymous in Jackson, a dozen keys to nowhere in his hand Black madonna, won't you change his luck and find him fifty grand? 'Cause he's

's on Bout to pull yo' motherfuckin' ass in bitch Woow, woow, woow, woow, woow, woow, woo Now when they comes to the hood, I be like black haven zone

[I] Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom? Have you been borne yet & are you

Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom? Have you been borne yet & are you alive

on Bout to pull yo' motherfuckin' ass in bitch Woow, woow, woow woow woow woo (dj paul) Now when they comes to the hood I be like black in my zone Now

Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom? Have you been borne yet & are you alive

Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom? Have you been borne yet & are you alive

broke ass nigga ain't worth a fuck a little something my poppa told me as I pushed his hands in the mud he muttered black man show some love I popped

win helicopters over the house again sometimes you rise above it sometimes you sneak below somewhere in between believing in heaven and facing the devil you know black