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My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance

Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them

black and white
I'm covered in your colors
I never loved white
You taught me to love you
Now I'm devoid of those colors
Separated by stitching
Everything

aren't allowed that thought 
and believe me, if they were, they would use it. 
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes 
that live in

I can do whatever, I'm white, yeah

When I'm in the tram car
Eating ten gram trans fat bar
I could spread my legs far open on the chair
I don't care

on Madison
Surrounded by the addicts
Watch Barry sell white
Wasn't wit the trafficking
Cuz Quentin longer sentence
Referee caught em traveling
Upstream paddle

in my neck.

My partner set me up and rob me Karma ass got em back

They watched me run that shit back up I watch em fall right in dey tracks


But now

standing right in front of me
And it feels just like a song
By Barry Manilow
It's like being round your parents
Cuz you feel judged and I do too
But now

Barry Allen
I want a range all white so valid
Play my cards and I might just have it
Fill the gas up to the gallon
Cooking up gas, like I am a dragon
I

Bad Boy On Death Row

Dave East

Kairi Chanel

2016

can run on Instagram, but can't outrun the beam, nigga

Dope in Michigan, Detroit Lions stamp
I run it like Barry Sanders, the Spanish Meyer Lansk'

commit yet
Cuz niggas still love beefing
I get steak from cows that live better than niggas
Extra marinated
You can feel the shit in the liver
All this

can't let up
Came in the game playin chess not checkers
Get the bag and run it back ain't talkin bout Barry sanders
Shorty say Ima lil boy my money grown

and a Brian
And now they're all dead!
Barry was a strapping lad
As strong as any ox
But after just two days with her
He wound up in a box!
The police they were

As Allen and Milton and Dwight

If more you would know of this Jack Ash credo
See the Blue Book, the Black Book, the White
If you do you will find wе're
All

off
Stick on me
I swing that bitch
Like I was Barry Bonds
Hella strong
And I stay right
Like I ain't never wrong
White diamonds
They drippin' on me

enemy
Feeling the energy
Keep me off 'white', man I feel like a Kennedy
Melee my entity
Stab my amenities back in the back
Like I’m deep in Iraq
Never

to myself
Ready? I'm no beginner
We'll never run out of health
Level up by the second 'cause
So much damage is dealt no doubt
I'll be the greatest trainer

gates
She say go deeper like I’m Barry White
The vibe was flowing but it’s getting late
We bout to get it on like Marvin Gaye, aye
Softest place on earth

chest
Top five nothing less
Give me all of my respect
Barry Bonds on deck
Home run to the fence
You just sitting on the bench
I'm Barry Sanders with

the name Chron Smith

Dedicated to Miss Caroline Smith
Special love and respect
To real true pioneers
(yeah) , people like Ray Charles (we in here)
Barry

run on Instagram, but can't outrun the beam, nigga

Dope in Michigan, Detroit Lions stamp
I run it like Barry Sanders, the Spanish Meyer Lansky

Rick James

Murs

Felt: A Tribute to Christina Ricci

[ Murs ]
There's a party goin on, in my mind, that is
But really it's my crew and these three white kids
One brother, one sister, some other mister
I

favorite drink and
Imma mix it with some Sprite
Turn off all these lights
Keep you up tonight
She gotta crush
She fell in love with me
I see her checkin'
I

got white I got

Pulling up in armored trucks with a whole lotta drugs
Always show my niggas love when I pull up at the club
Everybody knows me I got

still white
And you're right
But this song is all I have left
I'm hollowed out, spiritually bereft
Look in my eyes, I'm trying to get back my soul
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