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[8B] We some presidential players, with money by the layers
[8B] Ain't nuthin you broke ass niggaz do that can fade us
[TS] I won't stop rappin, I
White are the far-off plains, 
And white the fading forests grow;
The wind dies out along the height
And denser still the snow,
A gathering weight
be heard

The long years of living, day-to-day giving
Had carved out a map on his face
With little to lose, he’d learned how to choose
And his choices
It seems like years and a million tears
Since you've left the old hometown
Now you've changed they say and the great white way
Is your new
It seems like years and a million tears since you've left the old hometown
Now you've chained they say and the great white way is your new stomping
All male, nine by nine, hanging gently, swaying in the wind
The bark of ash absorbing the splattered heays of blood
For the return of the sun,
Our names are written on the stars on heaven's tree
Yes, nine by nine they die, just like you and me
These peerless eyes look down, giving us our
It seems like years and a million tears
Since you've left the old hometown
Now you've changed they say and the great white way
Is your new
I can see the white cliff
Falling from the plains
Rolling down to the sea
There's an old tree by the window
And the wind beats hard when
the sun

Can it be the sun descending 
O'er the level plain of water? 
Or the Red Swan floating, flying, 
Wounded by the magic arrow, 
Staining all
Flex and J, on Saratoga Street
Smokin white boys, bumpin dopefiend beats
Eighty-eight, my pockets wasn't straight, but I was makin it
Niggaz like Lil'
into my midnight slumbers.

When you're lying awake with a dismal headache and
Repose is taboo'd by anxiety,
I conceive you may use any language you
But she wouldn't come right here before
Jaded, just plain mean
She knew how much this meant to me
She said “you are my white knight saving me from
out like a Tennessee field

Don't wait for me in our spot by the giving tree
You won't find my spirit here, oh, my heart, find it hard

And I leave
White boys please! Can barely believe
I walk by as they hold they skeets by the seams of they jeans
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, and run it
and programmed to be no one

That's me - straight up out my tree and out my shit
In the alley, with a gat looking to bash your head wit it
Watch your blood
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar

If it's
as the loving heathen do. 

Colours I've none dark or light, red, white or blue. 
Cold is my touch (freezing). 

Summoned by name - I am the overseer over
Okay, I think by now we've established
Everything is inherently worthless
And there's nothing in the Universe.
With any kind of objective purpose
white lightning
Now I'm sittin in a dark cloud, wonderin where my mind went
Y'all know where to find me

Behind closed blinds, I'm on my typewriter
one jumpin' out of a tree
But I ain't even have to move, he missed by like 20 feet
He slammed down on the pavement, I quickly started kickin'
Beat him
Heigh ho! 
Do you know, 
The names of the U.S. residents 
Who then became the Presidents 
And got a view from the White House loo
sign with it

I’m stoked to be living in a lucky country
It’s just a joke that we’re governed by a bunch of monkeys
Still I’m loving all the listeners,
aceyalone I hear ya

Well have ya ever kilt a great white shark? well I have
I was on a boat I built and sailed around the world don't laugh
Yeah I was
this here gat and shoot ya in the eye) 
Who ya fucking with governor E? 
Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass from a tree 
(Then swing ya by ya foot)