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[Intro: Jamie Foxx & Leaonardo DiCaprio]
"Oooh, now you are one lucky nigga."
"You better listen to your boss white boy."
"Oh, I'm gonna walk in the moonlight with you."
"You wanna hold my hand?"
[Refrain]
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell
From a hundred black Bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!)
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!)
Black coffins! (I need a hundred...)
[Couplet 1]
I seen a hundred niggas die
I put that on my life, Lord, I wouldn't tell a lie
Unless it had to do with mine, in the middle of the night
Killers coming for you life, all you wanna do is shine?
I broke off the chains only the realest remain
I see your praying to Jesus, but will that help ease the pain?
Seen a brother get slain for a jar full of change
Yet I post on the block, look like I'm Big Daddy Kane
Is you a cat or a mouse? Keep them rats out the house
A lotta scars on my back, get tattoes all around
Hundred dead bitches, hundred black coffins
Money on his head, bitch, I'm trying to make a fortune
"Oooh, now you are one lucky nigga."
"You better listen to your boss white boy."
"Oh, I'm gonna walk in the moonlight with you."
"You wanna hold my hand?"
[Refrain]
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell
From a hundred black Bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!)
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!)
Black coffins! (I need a hundred...)
[Couplet 1]
I seen a hundred niggas die
I put that on my life, Lord, I wouldn't tell a lie
Unless it had to do with mine, in the middle of the night
Killers coming for you life, all you wanna do is shine?
I broke off the chains only the realest remain
I see your praying to Jesus, but will that help ease the pain?
Seen a brother get slain for a jar full of change
Yet I post on the block, look like I'm Big Daddy Kane
Is you a cat or a mouse? Keep them rats out the house
A lotta scars on my back, get tattoes all around
Hundred dead bitches, hundred black coffins
Money on his head, bitch, I'm trying to make a fortune
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