Lyrics:
love you man (alright)
I like tie-dyed tees or just plain white tees, I like pants that's cut
I like words like fuck, I got your pics on my wall
With
2
Smokin' with a plain Jane trooper
Excellent with rifles, out in Japan
In a flight goons switchblade poke out the night boots ?
Thrusted
realm, no perpetrator
A society choose the elevator
Of success by identity cross-fader
Complex thinking they're really much greater
Plain raw, harness
don't let it change me
I got a white gold chain ontop a plain white tee
I'm just focused on my needs
I can't go planting seeds
I'm lookin' for a money
as I watch the
sun sink 'neath these ancestral plains
Outcast in the outback--forgotten by time
Lie the fragile remains of a world that was mine
What
love, I'd rather cut my wrist (ah)
I sweat Ace of Spades, nigga, that's how much I sip
Body a rap nigga quick before the Dutch got twist
(Ayo, let's
out by the pound
I asked the lord for mercy
And it’s weighing me down
I never dream the images have ceased
I’m still burdened from feelings of false
and forsaken, tarnished even, taken by abyssal creature's parasitous beings, spiritually rotten, phisically, festering... Breasts coup DD, a voluptuous body
Some back problems come from a lack of connection and can be erased or even resolved by feeling a great sense of attachment to a community and close
a light
Her clothes were so black and her face was so white
How could I know what was right?
And I sat all huddled upon my bed
Watching her in my
dragged away by cops
All just because my mammas head he was trying to crop, from the rest of her body
Left her beaten and bloodied,
Five years old, calling
Big gang shit, man boy
On God, nigga (yeah) uh huh
My nigga Draft Day in this muhfucka, man
For real
I had to back up the Bentley
White body
Prince Heathen
Young Margaret sat in a tower high
And she's as pale as a milk white swan
When she saw a shadow on the plain
Come betwixt her
the back bitch, the killer of
your dope deal
The killer that left that package and that body in the driveway
Murdered them on a Friday
Scooped up the yea,
You niggas ain't
You niggas ain't got no chance
Remember it was just me and my mans
Giving up wasn't part my plans
Real nigga see it all in my stance
Black is bad and good is white
The life I'm forced to live
Or should I say the life I lead
It's to materialistic
And my goals are fueled by greed
But
various parts of the body, thinking about what's
going on. And he's run that fricking tape!
Welcome to Nicko's Not Alot Of People Know That, Part 7! You
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
They're red, they're white, they're brown
They get that way underground
There can't be much to do
So now they have blue ones too.
We don't care
tears
By varying degrees of force
Natural reactions counteract
Self defense
Blood eases friction in an already docile hole
The act done, the body falls
My vibe got a friend, God keepin' me sane
I'ma go and paint everything white
No cap in my gang, catch a body, ain't sayin' no names
Get some
white bitch is rich something like Madonna
Big M on the whip but it ain't a Mazda
From Gertz all the way to Kings Plaza
Flow viciously sick need to see
That’s just funny
Where the fuck the ladies at to
Help me do something? No
Believe I would tell ‘em, to
Get a man with cheese, a white man breeds
I’m left
grab her
By her blood-soaked hair
And tell her shit's gon' be
Alright on my end
I'm glad it happened this way
Back in my daughter's life again
Ain't it
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