Lyrics:
the door
But damn if I didn't find what I wasn't even looking for
Sitting over in the corner, baby, I saw
Pretty red lips working on a White Claw
smokin'
I see all the ballers in the house, what's up mayne?
They doin' it big over there too, but you know mayne
If I wasn't here, it wouldn't be
with long funny ears
He kicks up at anything he hears
His back is brawny and his brain is weak
He's just plain stupid with a stubborn streak
And by
fucking absurd
It's a world made of words is it real if its learned?
Am I dreaming? Can I peel back the layers?
Can I feel what its like to be aware without
Skylar team
Ooh, I wonder if she shot out
I just know her favorite song is "Started from the Bottom"
And I ain't hatin' mama, fact I wanna take your
Ki double s
Don't know love
Keep heart in chest
I do black and white like chess
Also both caramel flavour
What uno
About caramel tone
Hybrid flex
Mix
to rap?)
Huh? (Dad, can I try to rap?)
Tell them niggas who you is, dog (Oh)
Yeah, what's your name? (G3)
Flat out it's up (Let me see if I can make)
Keep
been struck by
Uh
Can I
Annie
Are you
Annie
What's new
Annie
Since I've been missing
They wanna know what I'm mixed in
Annie
They wanna know if I'm ok
intellect if you wanted to succeed
And what happens to a lie when you livin' it
You lose sight of who you are and start forgettin' it
So many of us to this
The way that we live has no meaning
We drift more apart day by day
It's so plain to see you're not satisfied with me
And it looks like I'm just in
hide it
That's what made me notice you
There you were
Sitting by yourself
There you were
Hey, hey, hey
You are a white light
Stepping out of the dark
segregation
What's the difference between black, white and Asian
Nothing we bleed the same
Bullet shells have no names
When you coming through the game
with hate for peace
All of this B.S must cease
All I am is one black man
In a mighty big white hand
Brother brother, sister sister
If you're Miss or if
I don't wanna talk
About things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've
And they livin every day, like it's Thanksgiving
But you know, what they say if it sound too good
to be true it probably is that's the music biz
[Chorus]
white people always getting they way
If it wasn’t why my people still locked up in chains
If it wasn’t why my people still getting shot in the face
By
Watchin’ white fly by the plate, umpire
Coolin’ on the six while the block on fire (While the block on fire)
Grantin’ every wish type of thrill you desire?
Government of the people
For the people
By the people
Earlier today a Broward County appellate court judge has
Upheld the previous ruling
of waitin'
These industry niggas startin' to get outta hand
Like I won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even
today, because Im white I deserve to be dead
And they aren't playin cuz you can tell they really meant what they said
Like Sara Jeong thinks you can erase
know what it means
She want top-down, big-boy dreams
Got a baddie we rolling on three
Fill up that backwood we smoking on green
Pink blush by her eyes
as it passes over oceans of mist
What life do I risk?
If death comes first in my flesh then my soul rides out where it yearns?
What have I learned?
of disappointment death and divorces
Heart goes out to the ones without voices
Try to drown it out with some weed and white noises
I'm just starting to know what
the shot and make the play
Baby I think you should be with me
Baby I think that you should know that you set me free
I don't give a fuck what's to the right
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