Lyrics:
I'm alright
I'm alright
Union Jack
(Fly the flag, fly the flag)
Gimme a Britain that's got back the Great
A race of winners not cramped by
where they be
Dockin' this boat
No hope I'm shackled
Plus gang tackled
By the other hand swingin' the rope
Wearin' red, white and blue Jack and his
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
[Intro]
In New York (it's comin)
In Detroit (it's comin)
In L.A. (it's comin
No, it's here)
The Batterram
The Batterram
(Went through my
I'm gonna take my baby
On a little joy ride
She'll be ghost-white pale
Sittin' by my side
Shakin' like a leaf
And it ain't no wonder
Drive like
I'm gonna take my baby
On a little joy ride
She'll be ghost-white pale
Sittin' by my side
Shakin' like a leaf
And it ain't no wonder
This is the 9 Side
Black tints, that's a drive by
See I don't wanna talk 'bout beef right now
But they're stepping on my toes
(But they're
Rolling into Christmas
Written by: Deitrick Haddon, T church, Marcus white, Marcus Hodge
We riding We riding
We rolling we rolling
Put your hand
lingo in the jungle where we from
Top shotta, the slum, where we tote illegal guns
I ain't never been extorted, but I'm still paying lawyers
By
mommy
conservative say there ain't no black in the union jack
democrat say there ain't enough white in the stars and stripes
Compton - Harlem - a pimp
and an apple for mommy
Conservative say there ain't no black in the Union Jack
Democrats say there ain't enough white in the Stars and Stripes
Compton,
feeling that bass all down the street
Jumped out the car on 9-0
I was wearing all white Capezio
Had my 501's, five dunkey ropes
Couldn't be saved by
grind on
And keep that iron on me
All I know… is
Stack loot, pack tools
If it’s bad then I’ll jack you X2
I keep my mind on my money
The boy is focused
innocent
They judging us by our color because they white and we brown
Steady treating us like slaves like they deserve the crown
They tell us to put our
Verse 1:
Lookin’ down at dem Air Trainers on my feet (hey)
SC High Auburn so da name is complete (hey)
Flourescent orange, my favorite ones
White
Yeah
Jose
Eastside
Yeah aye
Really Got aunties wit no veins
Unky really did 7 trying to rob a bank
Pops really did a m off sellin stank
Pushin white
Live from the 818
L.A., West Philly, Detroit, yeah
Cleveland, East Coast, West Coast, y'all
Resonated
TRBL'D YTH, Chel Strong, Thrilla man, Flythe
the coco butter
Peng black girl all know each other
Peng black girls pat they hair when it itch
Poor white girl didnt know no better
Peng
By the color
match my Unicorn Gundam
421 to the 201, remember bitch where I come from
I - I ain't even talking Detroit
But I gotta put your motherfucking body in
(Skrrt) hit the hood, drop a heavy bag
They think it's Christmas (On God)
Beam on the Glock, shit blue and red
Look like the Pistons (Detroit)
You
(Y'all ready for this?)
It's the white boy from Daga
Stab you in the back but I'm not a backstabber
Tell an MC he'll get bunned like shatter
Hit the block with the white powder
Fiends jumpin' from the free throw line like Dwight Howard
With the capes on
I spit the type of crack that they
Hit the block with the white powder
Fiends jumpin' from the free throw line like Dwight Howard
With the capes on
I spit the type of crack that they
that we set in the day,
they actually came to be. (yup yup)
but now I'm lookin at a black white paper,
and with a whole book of memories (but we never
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