Lyrics:
Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your
of the jack, call it a liquor victor
Ree the same tree you barked at, actually
Paid the same fee to be green, as seen
By the leaves on TV, beseeched your
much background in political
Science but this much I know: Attending
Rallies sponsored by 110-percent
Anti-Communist cultists
Or donning white sheets
fight, for the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in
the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye
All the simp are, run like white rabbits
Do you like, the bad boy with black jackets
Soul sucking like Jarvis hacker
You don't, have financial backers
till they ris' it
For Larry was always the lad
When a boy was condemned to the Squeezer
Would fence all the duds that he had
For to help his poor friend
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
really want smoke it can go there
Put his face onna shirt it can be there
Ween white flaggin shit nigga oh well
Double G's on my hip ima go wit my dont
fucking hard
Love this game in my backyard
I was fast and I could steal
White boys money always paid for my meal
Shovel in hand as I dig a ditch
Making that
of porn cunts
my father left me torn up
he left me deffinetly a man now haunted
3 cornered jack n the thorns spread upset with a children of the corn head
a thousand times
But I'm ice cold
Leave the haters frozen back in time
The poor boy stayed afloat
Rockin' bottoms like a tater sack
Spicy Cajun with the flows
you bump that
Track by Lootpack, ya like "They off the hook, cat"
[Wild Child]
Focus, Wild Child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get
yourself back into slavery willingly
It's not black and white, it's so much more
It's the rich stayin rich and the poor stayin poor
The poor white's meth,
might be
It's likely they just like me
We different but the same we covered
By the blood of the King
I don't do black music I
Don't do white music
I do
corrected?
Yes, they hated him
Masturbated a white boy with tall blonde hair
I just jerked myself off and busted
On a stuffed animal there
Alex is sick, Alex
on cruise
Don't you dare jack this flow, different wave, different boat
Im the best in my town. If you know then you know
Need some Off White sneaks, RIP
eyes out, just to get the red out
If you be a nigga or a white boy honkey
I get funky, hip hop junkie
Serial killa, frosted flakes
Fucked up in the head
my bunny fur white
I keep my shit clean
Gotta look good for the chicks
Know what I mean?
I keep the hop hip, by the way, I hip-hop
Doc Sipps'll get
crime pays
"Jack you motherfuckers"
"Jack you motherfuckers"
"Wake up and go for what you know"
"Everybody's got to make a living"
"Boy I'm
lied
When I said that I would be a
Big MC by end of school term
Man thought that I lied
I'm chatting to some girls outside
Screwfacing a couple boys
read poor and white
And all the rappers I idolize tell me that I'm never right
Now my skin is light and I ain't fitting in
I'm on the outside of hip
The heater like Tony Montana
I guess it's what happens when you make a
Poor boy from the country a celebrity
I'm nobody special, I'm just like you
A county
the mine, Lord, Lord
I'll get it from the man in the mine
Well John Henry went to the Captain
Said the captain, what can you do
I can hoist a jack, I can lay
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