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or high class?
You'd probably live in a trailer park and be white trash
In any case that be the ill shit right? (Yup)
But there's a good and bad side
you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
on a boat up the river
And the last lonely sheep has returned to the flock
As you wing over the white cliffs of Dover
There there child, there's a glint
can you see if there's anything left for me?
When he calls you as he may do
Don't be frightened, red white and blue
Just be thankful you don't live in
of diamonds
She broke up with me once almost had me cryin'
She know I was cheatin' cause she caught me lyin'
King of the jungle I'm a lion
White lion in da
friends
Start giving in
The flames are burning higher and higher
[Chorus]
Don't give up, Andrea
Got the whole world at your feet
Just keep
was white
No labels wanted to sign me, almost gave up, I was like "Fuck it"
Until I met Dre, the only one who looked past
Gave me a chance and I lit
on wheels, house on wheels
House full of pills
I'm 3hunna, that's how I live
White Rollie with the white diamonds
Streets dry so the white climbin'
White
about 10 days
They busted out, love in the air
We're all in search of the lion's share
We're all in search of the lion's share
Give me the lion's share
Yuh switch from yuh kind
And yuh nearly serve time
Could a mix up in a babylon
If yuh guilty you know the story
But yuh bless by selassi hands
on the shelf.
She could feel my despair as I climbed up her hair and discovered her invisible self.
There's a lion in the road, there's a demon escaped,
People say they saw me in Africa
Out in the bush, shooting lions
Flew on up, Nigeria posted the heads on line
And I heard that you got a new baby
on they tippy toes
Don't give a damn what the journalist wrote
Always dead inside like they in the catacombs
On the prowl like a lion in his throne
I guarantee I won't repeat this
No, don't try to hustle me
I live my life like a bullet in a gun
Give you all my love 'til my patience is done
They
Run
See, say you're sad and reach by
So, say you're sad above beside
Oh, stay sad above beside
So, stay sad above we said
You know I don't
wrong
Gangstas don't live that long
So now they trying separation
And sending black folks in white coats to infiltrate our congregation
Tapping into
them who you are
Singer turned gangsta
You don't wanna fight me
Straight to the top
In my extra small white tee
T Swift and T Pain all up
a Birkin, I'm yellin'
Screamin' and cursin'
I'm putting pistols in faces
At random places like
Bitch, give it up or stand adjacent to Satan
Bad man chillin',
of the lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We're almost home, yeah, c'mon
We
don't wanna see what the lion's parking
Man are gonna feed him to the lions
End up on the front page mashing with the giants
You can bring a +1, +2, +3
Like the Grinch
It's Wop (J. White, I need a beat I can go)
Like the Grinch, I woke up and chose violence
I got your whole label deal in one
can at signed rappers
Lesson two, face 'em and dis 'em (what up dog?)
Don't give em a demo, kidnap 'em (I want you to come with me)
And make 'em come
can at signed rappers
Lesson two, face 'em and dis 'em (what up dog?)
Don't give em a demo, kidnap 'em (I want you to come with me)
And make 'em come
Laughed down by the putting green - I popped 'em in their holes.
Four and twenty labourers were labouring - digging up their gold.
I don't believe they
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