Lyrics:
Get em wet to the hole
It's time for fishin
Gonna skinny dip
Cause I wanna go swimmin
Might as well drown myself
Suicide by women
Your movement gotta
Took our African Religions in plain sight man
By the 1500's Jesus Christ became a white man?!
And when it suits his goal, have you on the frontline
'm calling her Sandy
She said you want head so I told the bitch gladly
She said she got drip cause her shoes is by Bally
I just got a new chain diamonds plain
on a
Higher plain like Al Green
Now I mean, ay ay, they hear when I talk
Got that white girl and that
Green lady like Fairmount park
And this nigga think he G
I
froze
Like toes on bodies in the morgue
That was put there by the squad
Look here I'm the God on the mic
On the track
Like Arthur Ashe with a tennis racq'
if he try
To take a flight again
It's simple and plain
(plane) I let it fly when the flight come in
The white come in
You slow? Go to Google search
rockin' the mic check
Who's up next? Not impressed by their lyrical disconnect
So I stride on the scene with my plain white tee
No bling, no Gucci, just
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
it with me
My chain gold, you hoes gon' turn it rose gold
Black Kangol, white snow, it's like my nose cold
Bloodshot eyes like I must have a sold soul
pass you by
I get up, I get down
III I Get Up, I Get Down
In her white lace, you could clearly see the lady sadly looking
Saying that she'd take
'88, Oshkosh and blue and white dunks (everything will be alright)
Pass the blunt
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep
'88, Oshkosh and blue and white dunks (everything will be alright)
Pass the blunt
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
Push' Russian Roulette ya
Gamble wit ya life
Change came from cocaine I've measured
White was the treasure, comfort was the steel
I pedal
birth to rap remixes back in '88
No disrespect to Diddy, just settin' it straight
Instead of zig-zaggin', got a degree in raggin'
My daughter says I
Partner, I'm still spendin' money from '88, what?
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents
Partner, I'm still spendin' money from '88, what?
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents to represent me
I'm out for presidents
milks at lunch
The milks was chocolate, the cookies, buttercrunch
'88, Oshkosh and blue and white dunks (everything will be alright)
Pass the blunt
and half white
C'mon this sound it had
To come from somewhere, right?
Nah, nah, see homie race is not the issue
And if you stepping to me like
It is I
beef to cold cuts
Family gettin' bread, well he about to get his loaf cut
Y'all doped up, this game is sewed up
Malcolm X, tell the white bitch yo, I
and Marie
You little thotties as plain as can be (Yea)
I mean plain as can be
I mean Jane and Marie
I need them yellow, black
White as can be (Yea)
I mean
Twin }
I got dollars in pocket i'm wit rollin neighborhood ***** minus touch cuz i'ts golden put my name 3rd on everything I own and when I cop that
Know yourself
I'm a complex kid
Love my brother
Got uzis grit
No boujie fits
Plain Ts
Simple ways to emulate a top G
Peace and blessings upon
Those that
than the blacks, don't complain
"You're better than them, you been born with white skin", they explain
And the negro's name
Is used, it is plain
For
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