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Souljah tried to told ya
They want to start a race war
Brobama got elected
Some call it a "whitelash" in this election
The White supremacy strikes back
Past

Drive-In Saturday

David Bowie

The Singles: 1969-1993

1993

(Uh uh ah) Let me put my arms around your head
(Dom do ah) Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh babe,

Drive-In Saturday

David Bowie

VH1 Storytellers

2009

(Uh uh ah) Let me put my arms around your head
(Dom do ah) Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh babe,

her that love is war
Act like a rapper my son-in-law
Acting an ass and Badonkadonk
My bitch is Bad as "Sha'mon Sha'mon"
Pussy as sweet as a honeycomb

into no mans land
In a war that's unresolved

And I've been firing all my bullets
I've used all my magazines
I'm still captain of this sinking ship
But I

kickin' in when I'm short on my cash
I fall and whisper, snifflin', "Why don't my mind relax?"
So now you understand the issues I clearly got in my head (uh

Out your mouth.
You don’t know what you,
Talkin bout.

Run ya lips about,
My home town.
War like Thor,
I bring hammer down.


VERSE 2 
R3D 

Peripherals

to troubled times
If it malfunction my foot moving I strut for mine
Custom stained pine in the dash 240 the limit
Spinning thru the karma like Barry Bo Jack

Vibez with me, my energy is moved by things that I cannot see
Vibez please, I'm still at war with myself just to set me free

Free, don't give a fuck

that my destiny wouldn't come for me
On the couch sitting comfortably
Peers hating, had to cut kids off like vasectomies
Casualties in this war of life

after you said everything'd be alright
They say legends never die
Tell me why my legends why they way up in the sky
Tell me why I get high and I get drunk

Guitars and grass
Spendin' all my money on
Guitars and grass

Hang me out to dry
Cause I've been flyin' too high
My head's in the clouds
And there's red in

flexing high hopes with no depression anymore
The feeling of what's in store this ain't the end of the War
Have my Grandparents and Father of course
My

Champion...

Brother Ali

Shadows on the Sun

2004

stickin' his thing in me
I'd sing for free for some years if it's clear to me
That if I'm there for my team they're there for me
For real, I be diligently

dead
Keep that .40 pointed at my head

You've been running through my head
I'd be lying if I said I don't need you
Running through my head
I'd be

Y'all been busy fighting for gay frogs rights, I just chill though, third world flint stone marijuana vita gummies in The lunchbox thanks Obama

for this is my ticket to the Edmonton 5000, which will be given up for you.

UNCLE WALTER:
In a similar way, when their allotted time in the racquetball

Well you can't taken my soul no
Get back from my fall
Lucifer in his 15th form yeah
Come back and crawl
95 in a five speed war machine
Drives through

I've been feeling burnt
Maybe I'm cursed
I've been lucid dreaming
You've been in my head a lot
Since you kicked me to the curb
My world
Came crashing

head or I'll sit you down, no s a t's
Lor ese please
That's por favor, I was poor before
If you fart wrong my niggas going to war
We were raw diamonds in

running, lapping my mind
Didn't grow up dirt poor
But I felt like an earth worm
I was in the search for
Acceptance
Kept falling off the surfboard
In my head

the one, you're the one
My military son
I was raised by the waves
In the suburbs of a city
The Pacific flows within me
Summer nights at the base
Liquor would

lines of codes are neat and cryptic
Fractal fractures, robocalyptic
One by one your heads go splat
You did not know there was an app for that?

Re-wiring

to make a name in the game now
See I always kept my head up made a promise to myself that I'd never let up
Looking back I never thought things change
Now