Dark Sex

Painful

In size

And his colorful

Its so tasty

That I want it

That I wish it.

Many people will say that I became crazy

But no one have tasted the flavor of his body,

Because I know what my friends think

That I am a disaster, a disaster, disaster

To have sex with him

A disaster, a disaster, a disaster

To fall in love to him

Because I want dark sex

Because in me, there isn't race-hatred

'Cause his spirit is white even he is being black man

Because I want dark sex

Because in them, there aren't complex

I want the chocolate of his sex

His body got me in a state

Comatose that my eyes always stay

Because I know what my friends say

That I am a bitch, a bitch, a bitch

To think in this

A bitch, a bitch, a bitch

To love a black sir

Because they

Are love

Their hands are affection

Because there aren't white men with their charism

With their characteristic energy,

Their smile, their intensity,

Because his heart, I want to press

Until that I can taste

The sex in the darkness

Because I want dark sex

Because in my, there isn't race-hatred

'Cause his spirit is white even he is being black man

Because I want dark sex

Because in them, there aren't complex

I want the chocolate of his sex

Album: New World Order

Next Album: The Force Of The Nature (March 14th)