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will cease
Chapter nine Ecclesiastes
Bestowed upon my head is a crown
Picked apart
Stripped em' all from the souls I took down
Riding along on a white

yelled as loud as I did
And you didn't like it

So while we can still have fun
And until we're on the run
And live by the gun
In the light of the double

Down the white halls I go
Passing cold rooms, too slow
Looking for the one that's mine
While the doors and the dinner bells chime

Little white

Right American, Blind American, White America, Rise America
 
Chorus
Let's make this useful 
Our lives are fruitful 
Change what we are use to 
Black is

Preachin' to the Quiet

Public Enemy

New Whirl Odor [CD/DVD]

2005

or die tryin times
Greed that I see
Got these cats
Whipped by tv
3 generations of fatherless women
We drownin instead of swimmin
This ain't what

Preachin' to the Quiet

Public Enemy

New Whirl Odor

2005

at the wrong time
Fear
So leave a little room for god
Up in here
Back in the day
Even real pimps, hustlers, players
Told young cats
C'mon get their lives

in my scope)
Girl white like coke, cold white, no snow
Let the pack burn slow
I can feel it in my bones
Cut my vein, bleeding red, bloodied up my bed
I

They Like Me

KJ-52

Dangerous

2012

eyes light skin and some black curls
Grew up the white kid in a black world
When ya live and ya different well the facts hurt
Moved to the burbs and I

of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San

hear? 
(Trying to appeal to my peers) 
But I seem to think ahead of them by seven years
No cheers, don't drink beer or go out til I hear roosters crow

Crow was king
Like white sand dropping through a black iron sieve
A simple nod was all they'd give 
In all those years she'd watched them live and still

another black due to my reasons
Off white shit like I'm Nat Turner
Be Abloh like but i pass burners
See the end of those lives it be mass murder
But i

Only white no more red and green and blue

The other room haunts their lives devours every joy
The other room haunts their minds it's here to destroy

to death,
A lots left to regret.

Possessed by lane misery,
She sailing endless white sea.
Moonlight guided her way,
But now she’s lone and astray
In frost

Wesley's Theory

George Clinton

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

Take a few M-16s to the hood
Pass 'em all out on the block, what's good?
I'ma put the Compton swap meet by the White House
Republican run up, get

of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting

a white man who commit
The exact same crime
Black man reachin' for his ID dies
White man take a dozen children's lives
Still somehow they arrest him alive

[INTRO]

Yeah 
Dead  Crows 

Trill


[CHORUS]

Pull the trigger put a bullet inside my chest
How the hell am i so broke and far from success 
I aint

Spoken For

Zero

Zero

1997

a lingo of the heart only lovers know,
Spoken in drops of blood that trickle on the virgin snow.
Spoken to, by the white winged crow in my sleeping ear,

We all got PRIVILEGE
We all want privilege
We all less PRIVILEGE
Were beyond our privilege 
Fuck white privilege
It Feel like privilege
Were beyond

This ones for the fallin' who don't get to live
For the legacy you built that you couldn't give
All the drive to survive, couldn't make it out alive

It's it's full of crows
Full to the brim I'd say
Not even enough room for a mint imperial
What's some spilled nouns between
Friends and neighbours

Emmitt Til she die she should of been sentenced 
I ain't never seen evil skin just the thoughts of the man that's  in it 
Jim Crow still never ended

paranoid every time that I blink
Even more scared by the time that I sleep
Walk out the house while envisioning
Murders finishing me
I'm just tryna live