Lyrics:
Pulled up his jersey
Showed his skin was black
White faces looking at him
Like he's whack
It's not just that
Let's look back
In the history books
Filled
that bullshit
Pulsate devastate and innovate
Suckers that think they're great I just mutilate
Tim Dog, comin' back with the rhyme
Fuckin' up shit
late to turn back now!
So go on, go on, bring fire music
With harmonic cycles of hymn rhythm
cnd we will navigate the fear of death
Go deep in
the yard outside
We'd sit back and watch the world go by
Happy to lie back watch it burn and rust
We tried the world, good God, it wasn't for us
She's gonna
with me now, it feels great to break free and
Wake up from my long hibernation
I turned on the TV, I seen Cecily Tynan staring right back at me
She
I am the Great White Hunter
And you know I've come to search
Just to further human knowledge
All for science and research
And if by chance I
Life is good though
I want you to see that life is great
Um, your life is great too
Have a good time man
Have some fun
Having fun is okay
Um, get
up
All the home boys just can't get enough
She's a Ph.D., don't even stop
In the back like that goin (top, top, top)
I won't say white girl, won't
back my hair
to save a stain of sickness (thanks Borko)
in gayness and courage
i was gifted a love
by a Friend of Horses (in the flesh)
i caught my
great
Life is great
Forget that
All that stupid stuff
You really believe any of that fluff
Simple minded
Gullible by the way we find it
The way we
I was in the Spirit on the Lord's day when, loudly, I heard
A voice sound like a trumpet from behind me, and so I turned
His hair was like white
great belief your kids done made it
Just sit back no need to say it.
Cause the red, white, and blue gone display it.
Outro:
(Laughs)
Si si ni wa awali
in Genesis when we wrote books back then
And were the first storytellers of such things on earth
Well, kind of, OK not really
That's a privileged view
and shells in the lambskin
Two deep by Pelle Pelle
Westside how they felly fell
More G's on me, than a late 80's Gucci leather
Worn by the great Rakim
Late night, take flight
You won't hear a bark yet I bite like a Great White
I don't have friends, I don't know how to play nice
But it's ok cause
useful and pleasant and helps me reestablish inner peace. Little by little, you find yourself turning attention to the area of the heart.
Go back to your
right
I'm black, blacker than a trillion midnights
"Don't Believe The Hype" was said in '88 by the great Chuck D
Now they're tryin' to fuck me!
And we back
Ha ha
Good vibes only
Shit y'all know the business
I'm feeling good, groovy bitches wanna do me (Feeling good)
Turn the camera on lets go
Yeah, he climbed out the great 'Ville, that's gangster
He missed meals to make mil's, that's gangster
Then came back and gave back, that's gangster
(Tony White)
As I sit back, I think about the way she treated me
The way she always needed me
Getting this paper was just one of my priorities
Until
prison
Faces worn of sickness, even in their own dreams
Human spirits torn apart by chaos and machines
Windswept trees painted in white skies
Hypnotic
have all things yesyesyes
I have all things yesyesyes
I think that this rhythm is given by my pace
I have the very fast step right now
So clearly I'm not
i've only ever seen ones this big in like porn
Shit Oh my god
Fuckin' white bitches is feelin' soo great now, i need a redbone
Need to broaden my mind
how I feel
Never laid back, gotta make a quota, if it ain't a high roller keep that pussy sealed
So motherfucker can you buy that? At the rhythm
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