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they'll burn raw
Been in this shit the long way, you can ask white boy at bars
Same treatment, different color
Same problem, different mothers

They had no

off
Stick on me
I swing that bitch
Like I was Barry Bonds
Hella strong
And I stay right
Like I ain't never wrong
White diamonds
They drippin' on me

and Queen! 
George Benson, Jose Feliciano, Barry White and Carlos Santana! 
Earth, Wind & Fire go on, Kool & the Gang on and on! 
Rod Temperton and David

and Queen! 
George Benson, Jose Feliciano, Barry White and Carlos Santana! 
Earth, Wind & Fire go on, Kool & the Gang on and on! 
Rod Temperton and David

havin' assma attacks
She act like she from Islam, by the way, she Baghdad
And I hope she got a sister, if she ugly, I'll pass
White to my homie, cause he

chopping slicing and dicing serving up big cuz no doubt
Rap circles around these squares got more gusto than Barry Allen coked out
Yeah buddy that's a fact

the field like I'm Barry Bonds
Five points like a pentagon
Four nickels that's a pair a dimes
Three fold what a paradigm
I'm about to move the masses so

smoking cause it's mixed by the feezy I'm chill dude but please don't deceive me RIP to Chad cause pimping ain't easy Houston is my city  but my new home is

crew be super deep, like the voice of Barry White, fuck Adele, Penelope, they threaten
Them with the chair twice, yeah, thuggin' my Whole life, pack

don't have to invite no one else
We could take a weekend trip, rent a nice hotel
Or cabin on the woods to have all by ourselves
Watch the snow pile up

got a gun store, niggas of them all the merit
Lee a ho about it, white like Barry

With the Jerry, running with the Sharks
And half you more scary

called

Music to make to your old lady by

Barry White used to work

Shoot, even Abba used to work the way I was doin' my thing

But man, you put this

allowed that thought
and believe me, if they were, they would use it.
There'd be a lot of dogs and cats, owned by assholes
that live in high-rises, diving

Kind of bitter sweet
Spread that eagle
I'll kiss the beak
Oooo, Barry white
in those sheets (haaa)
I'll be just fine.
Let the the music speak
Keep

Bang

Eminem

Bang

My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your

My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines (talk to 'em)
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make

Piercing storm, snow-white world
My time to descend or defeat
Running fast to keep the heat
I travel far, to travel home
Home where winter can't find

Surgical Gloves

Raekwon

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, Pt. 2

2009

your shit won't sell no more
Breeze over

Money, gear, drugs, guns, Goodyears
All my niggas sit, smelling the tears
Cookin snow white, it's just

I got a passion, so imma share it, Yeah
I got a passion, so imma share it, Yeah Yeah
Woah
Ay snake you made this shit? Damn
I got a passion, so imma

The Rich Get Richer
Sick get Sicker
Stingy 1 percenters won't share the pie with us
The Rich Get Richer
Sick get Sicker
Stingy 1 percenters won't

have on
White collar, blue collar, it's vile linen (sad)
When I went to Mexico they called me John Lennon
Even though he's been d-d-dead for a minute

Even when the sun goes down
We'll find our way with the stars
When everything else grows cold
We'll keep burning brighter than white gold
We glow we

you sit down and-
Roll your eyes let the flatlines happen
I produce aint nobody gonna wreck it
We all been mesmerized by the justice in a white man's

Where Are You Now My Son

Joan Baez

Where Are You Now, My Son?

1973

(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die