Lyrics:
carry out crimes
Under a halo
When it's over
They'll be the saviors that came
Show us they're heroes in capes
While standing by our graves
No remorse
the pay and headed back for the highway
Put the coke on the floor, hand over the dough
My hat is cocaine white and the feds think its blow
So they pullin me
ok
And I can dance better than any kid n' play
Play that funky music Come on Come on
Play that funky music, white boy
I supposed to know anything?)
I let you out at Central
I didn't care to state the plain
Kept my mouth closed
We're both so familiar
White Ferrari
this, I'm ready to rap
But before I could bust a rhyme on the mic
Freaks are all over me like white on rice
Freaks come in all shapes, sizes and colors
this, I'm ready to rap
But before I could bust a rhyme on the mic
Freaks are all over me like white on rice
Freaks come in all shapes, sizes and colors
thereʼs no w"y out when this your hundredth ch"nce Violent by
design if I forget to come cle"n
Some scheme "nd plot bec"use things f"ll "p"rt
The roots get
of pain
Snow is now falling to the frozen ground
The angel is covered by white
Frost is spreading across the plain
To welcome the eternal night
until you had enough
Of that good ol sicky stuff
And girls they come in runnin over again with that STICKY 24-7
Your sticky good I can't lie
It taste
Hidden from sight and mind, a mystery of truth that list
Every situation we could face and all blessed by gods grace
So that our path it shall be clear,
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Come one, come all where the views astound
From the mountains, rivers, lakes
And the Puget Sound
It's a sight to see
Where I've thrived
your pops, tell the man to just come in
Oh hello dear!
Uahh, good morning
Very well then suppose you come over here!
But first
Knock knock
wired
Hop in the V
Cause she wanna ride
Ain't getting no sleep
But I'm feeling fine
Woke up in a dream
And I'm feeling fly
Off of the green
And she by my
right by the Louis
Let him know that I’m holding
I ain’t come here for that shit
But we can sho’ get it smoking
Haters come in abundance
When you turn
plain close, cops came to get me
But knew that I had mine on threaten to hit me
And I moved swiftly, said they had a warrant
They knew about it all they
Yea
Want to know what the bad thing is
I've been doing the exact same shit
I can't help what the code I live by
Get money fuck bad bitches get high
hard to breath
Must get back home before the enemies
I'm only oceans away
I carry mountains on me
I'm gonna come through the wind
Over the plains
I'm
you would've killed for me
Heal for me
Look, listen
That's a London sin, number one
Never go carni in white
Number two, if I walk with a drink
Then I
the world
Hala Hala hala
Hala Madrid
We the champions
All over the world
All over the world
Everytime we come out
We paint every city white
With the love
coming to stay
Under the snow lies angels so cold
Dusk has passed and a cold morning breeze is sweeping all over the plain
On the ground lies an angel
swear lil mama a beast
No filter kept 100 she even said she a freak
One day she told me come over and told me treat
Few months went by and best believe
Let's talk about it
It's the knowing you're safer when the cops come
It's the dealing with race without an outcome
White people know it exists. They
just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign
for rings, bling, coupes and shit
Some' bout watchin' Montana come up outta Havana
And rule this world made me want to grab my hammer
Fuckin' with
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