Lyrics:
sleep at night? Keep Open-eyed
The time's devil screams in your brain
Yeah, you've got a monkey on your back
So you can't run like bullet train
on black, the intimidator
Still making noise like damn cicadas
This white boy got a little bit of flavor
Still keep it country like grape tomatoes
you want to get dirty
You want to go left, right
This what we do
Well it's the Nocka, The Chiz Rocker
Party while I'm wine drinkin'
My rhymes
mounds it's
Pissing me off cause we could easily get round bits
Of plastic sinking deeper than humans can dive
And it's eaten up by big fish struggling
mounds it's
Pissing me off cause we could easily get round bits
Of plastic sinking deeper than humans can dive
And it's eaten up by big fish struggling
Weekend's for the slack off
Small house
Backyard
Brown eyed black dog
Maybe clear some backlog on an RPG
Spend some hours on some side quests
Get stuck
all your charmers
Call it a shot from a motherfuckin' burner
One-eyed, punch it like Pop fuckin' Warner
If you a queen, better not call me no drama
mother won't know that you do a bit of crime
Your father's on the dole and he really hasn't got the time
In the big city, where it's hard to see the sky
Hello, what's wrong?
Ah nothing, no, it's stupid
You wouldn't really-
Nah you're good man, go ahead
It's just that, Blue-eyed people get all
six appendages. So she did basic math in her head and just grinned sheepishly as they concluded the ceremony. By the time these flying yahoos figured it
sassy ho
Used to be a lil' bit ratchet though
Don't judge a book by the cover though
But I always keep me a double o
Stupid lil' niggas, we pulling up,
goes her wedding ring
So she called the Roto-Rooter with the long snake device
And by the time they were done
She could feel all the lice
Crawling around
The neighbors knocking of the wall
I'm singing the same tunes as my dad
I'm a 10 year old boy
Black-skinned blue-eyed boys and Zombie Zoo
A snowy
Posse
Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!
Psychopatchic
[Chorus]
From the NY come Myzery the red-eyed invasion
Minority and JumpSteady plotting retaliation
never see what the truth really meant to me
Barricaded black eyed and bruised made a mental note that was instilled by you
I am I am I am I am I am
In the woods I met a hollow-eyed, boney bloke
The tone he spoke was grim, with braggadocio
"Free from fear of the uncertainty, that's what I wanted
touched by
The ugly kid who was a bit shy
Or a lot shy
You told yourself, you would not cry, locked your pain deep up inside
Begging God to let you be white
my, kill my, kill my, kill my landlord
I need six hundred dollars by the end of the week
My body is cold, dirty socks on my feet
Not a black sheep,
Yeah, RA
(You know what time it is)
Krept, Tally
Mad ting, sad ting
Been real (maniac, cool)
(My brudda)
Greazy ting
(Play Dirty)
Every
on Instagram
Back to the Motel 6 to park
Unsafe riding after dark
Cruisin' into town flanked by my platoon
I am rockin' One Eyed Jack's Saloon
letting off a tad bit
It's a cool world I'm replacing roles with Brad Pitt
Started doing music I ain't fucking with the sad shit
Dark to the light like
the Earth so he had to get 'em tattooed
The bad news that's delivered by the statues
Saying that the cash rules even if you're black dude
The man's rude,
you want to get dirty
You want to go left, right
This what we do
Well it's the Nocka, The Chiz Rocker
Party while I'm wine drinkin'
My rhymes
but I'm still a day-dreamer
So what formed myself is, taking all I can see fake
Always top my misery whiten my hair bit by bit
I'm under other's camera
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