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The Black Keys Heavy Soul

I hear her callin', call my name Hey now darling Heavy soul darling Heavy soul darling Heavy soul darling Heavy soul Just my color, just my kind Got a heavy soul

now darling Your heavy soul darling Your heavy soul darling Your heavy soul darling Your heavy soul darling Your heavy soul darling Just my color Just my kind Got a heavy soul

Mr. Soul Survivor does that make me a Konvict? 'Be all you can be', now, don't that sound like some dumb shit When you dogged with crude oil as black

niggas wanna combat tank My ghetto antics, my ghetto tactics I smack quick, stick another gat nigga to your ass and acrobatic Nigga what? Black, my M-16, is black

, I'm too heavy to be in this group. Good concience: Comedy music. Bad concience: Jeff, your soul! Jeff simmons: In this group, all I ever get to do

Mr. Soul Survivor does that make me a Konvict? 'Be all you can be', now, don't that sound like some dumb shit When you dogged with crude oil as black

Low down low No tomorrow coming down It's coming down low Wall clock pendulum Swings slow and heavy Sun crawls in I gotta make myself ready Black dress

is black in fact hes half white So even in a racist mind he's half right If you got a racist mind you'll be aight My president is black but his house

/ Alicia Keys & Eve [Angie Stone] Alicia Keys, on the remix, roll with Collangi for life [Alicia Keys] Yeah, ha ha [Angie Stone] Alicia [Alicia Keys