Lyrics:
the strip clean
Plus we had that white girl, you know
That Christine
Aculera, that should dare her
Make a rich fiend go broke tryna fix dreams
Watching niggas
straight plain don't act strange I'll notice
Whip White Range whip white range you know it
These chocolate drops they want my parking spot
Want foreign off
produced it
I been weighed down by ball an some pain
Throw me a hammer an I split the chain
Roll up a spliff ain't no plain it's just Jane
Don't need me
At least it did the last time I counted
PVPs and boss battles galore
A ton of different ways that you could play
And it'll never leave you wanting more
why we on the covers
Floor by the buzzers
Stars wanna cuff us (hah)
Grind and make sure your cash the strongest
But it's still 'bout who last
always getting in the way
Can't get past the present
God damn what a shame
So in the frame you can picture it happen
It's plain as day like a play by
The white bitch got rich like Federline
Fuck a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack
You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac
The weed good price,
We'll keep consuming till our last breath
Like the dog whose gluttony was it's death
White anglo
Saxon protestant
And they ride through the night
of my life
With my head hung down in shame you know
I might have been born just plain white trash
But Fancy was my name
Here's your one chance Fancy don't
In the midst of a land without silence
Star Chief Quanah guards the last frontier
Fearless in the face of noble death
The wolves draws near
Three
White ribbons over green and golden glass
Watch the waves move through the grass
Repose at last
Psithurism
Premonitions of my death
I've seen when
on the floor
And I mix the darks and whites
Oh baby, your kisses are pure
And the sex lasts for hours
You want me more the less I shower
I'm a sight
he does sit, modifying conduct as he sees fit
Mayor by day, Dark Lord by night A heinous creature hidden in plain sight
His thirst for blood cannot
town
Hustles in my blood sold the first pound
From my last pound
Get it by any means man try bump me
I was tryna commit felonies
How they gonna tell me
of freedom propped up by a culture of fear
Where's it's unpatriotic to protest or even to question
Have we learned nothing from history or the last couple
pleading to stay
Tell me, tell me your pretty lies
Show me, show me your overcast skies
For the very last time, don’t let it be stolen
By tears
these hoes right, I'm polite
Workin' in my office, but no Dwight
Coke white skinded, no light dimness
Me who I am plain sight for these bitches
And I
on the block, Rolls truck sittin' nice
Niggas still can't see me, I'm hidin' in plain sight
Last 15 years of my life, I cut any hip-hop nigga fuckin' throat
about me
Dear white people, you should take a course about me
'Cause, is it the law, ding a ling four-finger ring?
The sciences and the arts, the songs
them all off while I've breath in my lungs
My brother, my mother, my father, my culture
All slain by the cavalryman's hand
The rivers, the forests,
or hell
Subservient to your last breath, a minion til death
Now death is your heritage
Mercenary stop your shaking and breathless aching
Morning is coming
Everything I say everybody tryna diss ‘em
Everybody playin him, truth be told
The last nigga ever let the truth be told
And oh Mos Def ran to my home
And said
bread a flames
Note at the craft work door the last
Smirk of the the Damien mainframe
My box cost siphon third rail
Juice from lost poets
Inhabit ocean
breath that you have left
Touched by the hand of the man
Brave riding the wave
Those we can save
Live, let live
Not die
You think our tears are the only
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