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used, it is plain
For the politician's gain
As he rises to fame
And the poor white remains
On the caboose of the train
But it ain't him to blame
Two eyes took the aim
Behind a man's brain
But he can't be blamed
He's only a pawn in their game

A South politician preaches to the poor white man
"You
a fool or maybe some kind of lunatic
Say I'm wasting my time but I know what to do with it
It's as plain as black and white

I'm gonna get close to you
ass and take the motherfucker
Everybody know New York is where it began
So let the ego shit end

Black radio is being disowned
Not by the other
I had to worry,
Leaving all the changes far from far behind
We relieve the tension only to find out the master's name

Down at the end, round by
Verse 1:
Carrbian I, classy down, headed for a while, beat this bitch by a mile
Cowboy bow push powder through the nile
New legs have green gator
right there in white and black
But heroes die behind you back
Can't stay put not you can't be tamed
How could the fence up the open plains

You can't say
I tap my fingers to the same old thing
And dream of better things to see

I couldn't tell you what path it comes by
I couldn't tell you if it's
I'm wasting my time but I know what to do with it
It's as plain as black and white...

I'm Gonna Get Close To You
Oh-oh so close to you
I'm Gonna
I'm wasting my time but I know what to do with it
It's as plain as black and white...

I'm Gonna Get Close To You
Oh-oh so close to you
I'm Gonna
pants, yeah
Bury a million in the sand, by the clock tower
Before I die, take a hot shower

Ride the Harley into the sunset

By chance I seen her in
pass you by
I get up, I get down

III I Get Up, I Get Down

In her white lace, you could clearly see the lady sadly looking
Saying that she'd take
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.

III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe

In her white lace
You
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
PRESIDENT
Congratulations
BY THE WAY I NEED you TO SEND A TRILL MSG TO SUM
ND A SUBLIMALNAL ONE TO OTHER
ABOUT THIS THROWIN ROCKS
ND BEING BEHIND you're HEAD
president
Congratulations
By the way I need u to send a trill message to sum
And a subliminal one to other
About this throwin' rocks
And being behind
as the loving heathen do. 

Colours I've none dark or light, red, white or blue. 
Cold is my touch (freezing). 

Summoned by name - I am the overseer over
[Verse - Shaggy 2 Dope]
So there I was watchin' Sanford & Son, workin' the graveyard shift
At a party store, rollin' a spliff
I'm behind the glass I
on galactical plain of knowledge the culture 

my sculpture, lights up the ultra violet 

so you could see my brain is symbolic, to a palace 

therefore I
fuck it
I rather be behind guns than in front of bullets
Bullseye all in my face by a nigga who ain't scared to pull it
So he's drinkin 40's pullin ????
him as he passes by
I say to myself, he looks like the FBI
A white man like him, what is he doing over here?
I wonder, what does he want
Then he
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.

III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe

In her white lace
You
shots went straight for the head

Chorus

Verse Two: {Tec-9}

It's yella tapin' white chalk season
How many missin' you've been chosen for no special