Lyrics:
be shed for you to
Just leave them alone?
The great white kings of the concrete jungle
Build their castles far away from trouble
And you know they sold
be shed for you to
Just leave them alone?
The great white kings of the concrete jungle
Build their castles far away from trouble
And you know they sold
alcoholic buzz
Or deep flows on how those are wrong for us
It's a need for those who long to trust
cnyone who keeps them from knowing that there all in us
Yo check it out.
Today we're here wit basketball star Rasheed Wallace.
(Yo what up kid?)
From the... what, what, what team is that you play for
be confused, I'm not here to lecture
I'm far and away from being called a professor
However though, hope that my homies can take away something from
me and I don't think they care
But my Postmates can't believe that I stay here (fuck)
I wanna go back to Kentucky and shut down the state fair
Visit
choosing it
Im refusing it
Your abusing it
You can’t pay your dues with it
Im here singing the blues an shit
So it’s do
There is no try
Kill em in the open
WABASH CANNONBALL
(A.P. Carter - William Kindt)
« © '46 Peer International »
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From
I thank God for my children, all the cars all the women
We gangstas! And there ain't a day that by
A Hustlah! Don't look back and reflect on his
name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be
Now
Beast
Respect this White Chief
If there was such a thing
Descended from a King
Or Slaves both are fine by Me
What Man?
What Man?
You're Cajun What Man?
promise the old County Clare
There are melodies hanging from shelves in the air
There's the Maid at the Barrells, the Hag at the Churn
There's a great flock
I don't really have a doubt here, that we gonna run it out here
Jeans bustin' from the seams, but I want a couple plates for the Team, lately
Always
scores
Party just dipped off in a white Porsche
And I just came from dinner where I ate some well done seared scallops
That were to die for
But I got
shorties lil paler than Adele white
Man it's not my fault the cream like the caramel types
Cali girlies love to ride the wave
Yeah I'm from the east but
please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here
Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just
1st Verse
Coming up from Beneath Breaking out like great white sharks out of Cape Town Beach
Polaris breach
I Don't Preach just don't got no
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the green old flowing mountains to the south down along the shore
She's mighty tall
read mine, she left and let me rise
chorus
[VERSE 2: WILLEM]
yeah I’m still here
can’t believe this
there were times on god it wasn’t easy
but we still
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
broken hearts,
no warranty,
We are more than what you see,
Clouded by what the homies thinks,
Here's the recipe,
You see,
c dumb nigga,
thinks
enough
Life isn't so rough when they're here
Here's to the gals
Here's to the gals
Who often parted broken-hearted from a love affair
Then sang a tune
hiding from the moment, of truth
Heart been attacked hard to unpack
There was a spark, into your eyes somehow our love dies
We went high and lows
My heart
Been that great lately, uh
You know, day by day is really good, uh
You know most of the time
But every once in a while
All hell breaks loose, mom
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