Black
BUN Lyrics

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Okay now guess who's back
In a black Maybach
With a black card on me, better know it’s straight like that
My nigga we black on black, black on black
My Rolex gold, but know my strap all black
My nigga we black on black
Flag all black
Put it all on that

My niggas gon’ ride for a fact
Yeah homie we black on black, black on black
One thing that’s fact: I’m rich and black

I put black on the paint
I whip white in the sink
I put work on the pike
I ain’t scared of handcuffs and links
Only thing that petrify me is no money in bank
I'ma Chevy out there sprayin' bitch, I’ll jail bite the crank
I’m a shark out the tank, I don’t bark I just bite
Keep that K all day, don’t walk up on me I'll put that knife
All gold Dayton spokes strokin’ the pavement slow
I did that ho a favor and she paid me back in throat
I told the kitchen they wasn’t cutting the loaf
Butcher knife on the shelf like, “Where the fuck the filet Mignon?”
Take a close look at my face, the war paint is on
Stuck my dick in the world, now I’m raping this song, I'm wrong?

Okay now guess who's back
In a black Maybach
With a black card on me, better know it’s straight like that
My nigga we black on black, black on black
My Rolex gold, but know my strap all black
My nigga we black on black
Flag all black
Put it all on that
My niggas gon’ ride for a fact
Yeah homie we black on black, black on black
One thing that’s fact: I’m rich and black

Man I’m sitting in a black room dressed up in a black fit
I’m cleaning my black guns and loading my black clips
Count from one to fifty, that’s a fully loaded mag
I pick it all up and put it in a black bag
Put on my black gloves, put on my black mask
Pop my trunk and load it up and jump in my black Jag
Sipping on black Hennessy out of a black flask
And best believe that I’m coming to get your black ass
When I pull that Mac out, they know I’m finna black out
They start hitting fences, taking alley ways and the back route
I caught one of 'em slipping, put that thing up to his back
Pulled that trigger on that nigga, and all he saw was black

Okay now guess who's back
In a black Maybach
With a black card on me, better know it’s straight like that
My nigga we black on black, black on black
My Rolex gold, but know my strap all black
My nigga we black on black
Flag all black
Put it all on that
My niggas gon’ ride for a fact
Yeah homie we black on black, black on black
One thing that’s fact: I’m rich and black

Okay now black lil' nigga, in them all black denims
With a Mossberg pump that'll have them sleep in your liver
Better watch that shit that you say, my goons don’t play
That black Glock 9 never leave my side, no way
I keep that strap when I pray, even when I bow head to say grace
Any nigga bring beef my way, better let that 4-4 spray
Yeah nigga that’s black on black, my whips all black
That Ghost don’t fold, them four Diablo's on that
And I keep that black Louis bag, racks on racks
My bitch so bad, Chinese and black, yeah
I’m a wild young nigga, getting rich off rap
My Rolex fitted, spent about sixty on that

Okay now guess who's back
In a black Maybach
With a black card on me, better know it’s straight like that
My nigga we black on black, black on black
My Rolex gold, but know my strap all black
My nigga we black on black
Flag all black
Put it all on that
My niggas gon’ ride for a fact

Yeah homie we black on black, black on black
One thing that’s fact: I’m rich and black

Overall Meaning

Bun B's "Black" is a song that celebrates blackness in different aspects of life. The song starts with Bun B confidently declaring his return in a black Maybach, with a black card on him, and his Rolex watch complementing his black strap. He showcases his love for the color black by donning it from head to toe, even including his car and money in this declaration of black pride. The song then goes on to show how black is used as a symbol of strength and power, with Bun B rapping about the intimidation he uses to scare off his enemies with such phrases as "keep that K all day, don't walk up on me, I'll put that knife." The lyrical genius of Bun B is that this song showcases the great things that black can mean.

The lyricist celebrates being black in the context of unity and loyalty amongst his people. For instance, Bun B raps about black-on-black loyalty and friendship: "My nigga we black on black, black on black, Flag all black, Put it all on that, My niggas gon' ride for a fact." The use of black here highlights unity and solidarity among people of color. Additionally, the song is a celebration of richness, not just monetarily, but culturally as well with the lines, "One thing that's a fact: I'm rich and black," showing that being black is rich in heritage and culture.

The song's message is straightforward: it's a love letter to blackness. It focuses on the color's beauty, strength, and power, both metaphorically and literally. Bun B perfectly portrays the radical political force that Blackness represents because of its association with the history of struggle for liberation.

Line by Line Meaning

Okay now guess who's back
I'm back and I'm someone to be reckoned with

In a black Maybach
I'm rolling in a luxurious vehicle

With a black card on me, better know it's straight like that
I'm carrying a prestigious credit card that's always accepted

My nigga we black on black, black on black
I surround myself with successful black people

My Rolex gold, but know my strap all black
My watch is expensive, but my gun is just as important

Flag all black
My flag represents black pride and unity

Put it all on that
I'm willing to bet it all on my success

My niggas gon’ ride for a fact
My friends will always support me

Yeah homie we black on black, black on black
I only associate myself with successful black people

One thing that’s fact: I’m rich and black
I've achieved wealth and success as a black person

I put black on the paint
I customize my cars with a black color scheme

I whip white in the sink
I sell drugs and prepare them for distribution

I put work on the pike
I'm constantly hustling to make money

I ain’t scared of handcuffs and links
I'm not afraid of getting caught by the police

Only thing that petrify me is no money in bank
The only thing that scares me is being broke

I'ma Chevy out there sprayin' bitch, I’ll jail bite the crank
I drive a Chevy and have no fear of going to jail

I’m a shark out the tank, I don’t bark I just bite
I'm a predator and don't waste time talking

Keep that K all day, don’t walk up on me I'll put that knife
I'm armed and dangerous, don't test me

All gold Dayton spokes strokin’ the pavement slow
I have expensive rims on my car

I did that ho a favor and she paid me back in throat
I did a sexual favor for a woman and she returned the favor

I told the kitchen they wasn’t cutting the loaf
I'm in charge and will speak up when things aren't done right

Butcher knife on the shelf like, “Where the fuck the filet Mignon?”
I demand the best and won't settle for less

Take a close look at my face, the war paint is on
I'm ready for battle and have my game face on

Stuck my dick in the world, now I’m raping this song, I'm wrong?
I'm using my domination in the music industry to further my success

Man I’m sitting in a black room dressed up in a black fit
I'm getting ready for a dangerous mission

I’m cleaning my black guns and loading my black clips
I'm getting my weapons ready

Count from one to fifty, that’s a fully loaded mag
I have a lot of ammunition

Put it all in a black bag
I'm hiding my weapons

Put on my black gloves, put on my black mask
I'm getting ready to commit a crime

Pop my trunk and load it up and jump in my black Jag
I'm making a quick getaway in my luxury car

Sipping on black Hennessy out of a black flask
I'm enjoying a drink while carrying out my mission

And best believe that I’m coming to get your black ass
I'm coming after my enemies

When I pull that Mac out, they know I’m finna black out
When I use my gun, I'm going all out

They start hitting fences, taking alley ways and the back route
My enemies try to escape

I caught one of 'em slipping, put that thing up to his back
I caught one of my enemies off guard

Pulled that trigger on that nigga, and all he saw was black
I killed my enemy

Okay now black lil' nigga, in them all black denims
I'm talking to a young black man who dresses in black

With a Mossberg pump that'll have them sleep in your liver
He's armed with a powerful shotgun

Better watch that shit that you say, my goons don’t play
He's warning others to watch what they say around him and his friends

That black Glock 9 never leave my side, no way
He always carries his handgun

I keep that strap when I pray, even when I bow head to say grace
He prays with his weapon by his side

Any nigga bring beef my way, better let that 4-4 spray
He's not afraid to use his gun in self-defense

That Ghost don’t fold, them four Diablo's on that
He has a luxury car that's powerful and impressive

And I keep that black Louis bag, racks on racks
He carries expensive items and has a lot of money

My bitch so bad, Chinese and black, yeah
His girlfriend is beautiful and of mixed heritage

I’m a wild young nigga, getting rich off rap
He's a successful rapper

My Rolex fitted, spent about sixty on that
He spent a lot of money on his watch

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: SHAMANN COOKE, BERNARD JAMES FREEMAN, ANTOINE MCCOLISTER, RICHARD MORALES

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