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Francis White, nenn' mich einfach "King of New York"
Top of the rock, mir weht der Wind um die Ohr'n
Und der Schnee an den Timbs ist gefror'n
Lauf' durch
Attack a snatch, yeah, there's something to jack a batch in
Impregnated then shoot up the embryo sac with MAC-10s
Triplets, quadruplets, and a couple
go to sleep if I had my way
Now I'm in my bag but still thinking 'bout you
Got all this money but have jack shit to do
I'm too far away, no this don't
to maintain
And another for the lames
Yeah yeah
Man these milli's really pile up
My lit is dialed up
With a little luck
I might just die up on arrival
Cause I
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
if the hands black or white,
Don't like to wander if I'll die, From a traffic stop today,
Wearing the wrong color to gangs, But either way,
it's
thieves
Make them draw blood, let them all bleed
Motherfucker die, put a ribbon in the sky
Tell Stevie Wonder sing king of all kings
Joker and new jacks
I got a model in my lap I think that imma have to clap it
I got a bottle full of Jack I think that imma have to tap it
Got a wallet full of hunnids
with me I gots to fuck with ya`ll"
And "make ends" is just another word for "pay back"
Paying you back today for this grudge that I had way back
You
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
to take
Thank God I live to die another day
You know we all got, you know we all got
You know we all got a lot to lose
I won't raise my white flag,
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
fuckin bills
By any means necessary, gotta see my momma in
Another day, another dollar
Every 24, I'm thinking money and the power
Go on! Get it! Go on!
to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Now an angel will die, covered in white
With closed eyes and hoping for a better life
This time,
to his
I had to lose my way before I understood the trip
The good die young, the cemetery's full of "should've beens"
These days, I'm doin' more
of our skin been getting us killed by the police
Work for one white man just to pay another
Man its been a struggle since I came out my mother
At birth
down your fucking throat
Like white water the river never calmly flows
Another political episode
With epic prose
Prosecco celebrates your empty nose
ha-ha
Five block the way, from now ha-ha
I seen you lick that rubber lolli-pop
I seen you spread, your butter rock and shook semi-car
I seen your tears,
you were my ride or die
She a devil in a white dress not by my side
Angel in some night gear would you ride or die
If I was alone would you come
what to do
He made it plain and simple, red, white, and blue"
Red is the blood of the butchered indians
White is anglo-american apartheid
Blue is
grippin' the Llama
For small bread I could get you bodied
It's a million ways to die but I'll
Get you hit wit' a pistol probably
I got some issues probably
I
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta
Swangin' on T.I., essence of fo's (essence of fo's)
Pirellis and blazin' 'em crews of hoe
I'm a player, you can tell by how
Before I fuck another broke bitch, I'd rather jack off
I don't really be caring, starting to think I'm into white girls
Wrist glisten neck shine, step out,
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