Music Video

Black Cat
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Constellations
The Constellations
Performer
Andy Rose
Andy Rose
Synthesizer
Honey LaRochelle
Honey LaRochelle
Background Vocals
Jason Nackers
Jason Nackers
Drums
Trevor Birdsong
Trevor Birdsong
Guitar
Wes Hoffman
Wes Hoffman
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elijah Jones
Elijah Jones
Composer
Andy Rose
Andy Rose
Composer
Ben H. Allen III
Ben H. Allen III
Composer

Lyrics

Well there's a black cat Crossing my path It won't change my direction, I ain't ever turnin' back There's a new man On the side of the street He's strummin' on his guitar and a stomping his feet I said "Now, What's goin' down On this side of town? Oh your life, or something you know nothing about?" He said "Well, I'll take your time for now For a simple one's wind I'll show you 'round the city if you buy me a dime" And I'm feeling kinda sleepy Maybe death has come to meet me Like a black cat crossing my path My bones are start to achin' I've been shivering, I've been shaking Got to get that monkey off of my back Well there's a rained on Waitin' for Tom To come out of the rain His thing is doggie and stone There's a dopedealer Out on the street comin' up He tryna sell me a little something That was stringing me along I said now, "What's your price that [?] pullin' them dies?" I bought that little baggy and it ain't nothing nice So I'm In this room back, dropped that sh! t in the spoons Seven seconds, I'd be duper than the sky can show And I'm feeling kinda sleepy Maybe death has come to meet me Like a black cat crossing my path My bones are start to achin' I've been shivering, I've been shaking Got to get that monkey off of my back Watchin' the cops roll by, my perfection in their glasses I'm smirking as he passes, pick my six up out the grass "I'm preceded, sir, I makes my money off this curb" Gotta bundle up what, I gotta bundle a girl Sharpened up, with the cut, you get what you deserve First taste comes free, but a second and third Rat trapped in the trap, with some money to burn Black cat in your path, took the wrong turn In the west end of Atlanta I got lost in the streetlights Looking up at the stars The sky swallowed me whole Down another dead end road And I'm feeling kinda sleepy Maybe death has come to meet me Like a black cat crossing my path My bones are start to achin' I've been shivering, I've been shaking Got to get that monkey off of my back
Writer(s): Elijah Abbott Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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