Lyrics:
you can't play over, white chalk you like Crayola
Comin' from the bottom like me, how you hate on this shit?
I heard they want me dead, you gotta wait
I wanna know who you are?
The one admirin' you from afar
You walk by and I get weak in the knees
I get next to you and I get dizzy, dizzy
The way
callin' the cops, they can't stand us
White Ts, we on the block with Bandanas
Got niggas dying over these blocks that they own
Find out like the hard
of destruction and come to
Boarded shop front, window to the soul
Smashed in with a brick by everything you did
Going over and over and over and over
Burning away
She chose the cold open plain o'er
The dark workhouse door
With two broken wings
And feathers so brown
They come from all over
To hunt the wren
ground
The angel is covered by white
Frost is spreading across the plain
To welcome the eternal night
The dress is white with crystals of ice
And frozen
call it civil rights
Shoot gotta keep it plain, come on let’s ride
This yo captain, Kaze G please hang tight
Nah I don’t got no wings but I’m still fly
the river falls into the white - foam
I saw the ghosts smiling faith believing we're like monsters
But between their teeth
I saw the crustacean clawing moons
The night is more black and white
See no evil but evil hides in plain sight
Ted Bundy at light
Give me a brutal death
Make it amount to the brutality
I've
I earned em
If you wanna cross me then we get white Ts we done call that murder
And I'm on that drive where the shit get live and the shit get hectic
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 can't hear you, say it
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
the plain. And finally, astride his azure-shaffroned warhorse and surrounded by his elite guard, the silvern-armoured Emperor Koord himself studied
self-aware, always working to advert
Massive change that is needed to succeed
We’ll never get that cause we’re corrupted by greed
I got a white mask coverin’ my
yea im stuck in the k hole
Nose white baby i can see the rainbow
Your flow is out man your rapcareer is over
My dope loud man no im never sober
All
knives (soooo serious)
(Baby)
I got 40 cars, fuck a bike
I don`t ride
Cause I don`t like
It`s 3 t`s & fuck nights (soooo serious)
(Manny Fresh)
of white nationalists with their
Own needs and wants that can easily be met
In the largest sense
By powerful corporations
But they also want all
Americans
Everybody's lookin' at me
I wanna know just what they see
I'm just an ordinary guy, woah
When I looked down at me
I had on a plain white
and the hearer
Are they equal when compared
Will you not then take heed
And indeed, we sent Noah to his people, and he said, I have come to you as a plain warner,
to you and sip this pink chardonnay like
Pink chardonnay all over my white tee
It's alright I jus need ya right by me
And we think the same she act jus
know what I'm headed for (ha)
We 'bout to feed these youngin's to the metaverse
Meanwhile I'm over here just tryna pen a verse
'Cause I'm done bein'
days reacting to what
They bring good things come our way
Followed by bad things we struggle
As best we can to gain some control
Because being helpless
to the zoo
And I'm known by the name of the Bold Johnnie Dhu
My brother called "The Jolly Beggar" tripped over the plain
He comes unto the farmer's doors
the railroad is done
So over the mountains and over the plains
Into the muskeg and into the rain
Up the St. Lawrence all the way to Gaspe
Swingin' our
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