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Strap on for adventure on this hedonistic road
White eyed, white lies
It's coming up, it's coming up, it's coming up
White eyed, white lies
It's
the white tube sock
It goes, "Sherm sticks, burn this"
That's what the product smell like when the chemicals mix
Fifty-nigga salute, out the Compton zoo,
wind rippin' down the alley at dawn
The mornin' papers fly
Dead man lyin' by the side of the road
With daylight in his eyes
Don't let it bring you down
intellect
Took a while to see by my vision
Can't put your foot down you be trippin
Did you hear yourself speak you don't listen
In the dark I got the sunlight
walk down
Before they call him a man?
And how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
How many times must those
Cannon balls be
white light
I don't think so
But what do I know
What do I know
I know
I know you think I'm holding you down
And I've fallen by the wayside now
And I
SERVE DEM FIENDS
CHINc WHITE DcT BEIJING!
I LIVE BY Dc CODE
DO Dc TIME NEVER SING!
TRYNc TIE c NIGGc DOWN!
WcTCH c NIGGc UNSTRING!
PcRT OF THE MINORITY!
the darkness there.
Ix
Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky,
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high!
shone down
We went to the mill on the edge of the town
She wore white, I wore black
The town was sleeping when we got back
Big rain comin'
Big rain
time broke down body and mind
And some time when I don't see a rain cloud floatin' by Lord I just feel like dyin'
My pa used to tell me when I was a boy
amongst the rotted root to rot
Moon, crimson moon
Rose marie's walking down the crooked road a ways
All aglow, her fair white skin
Portrait of beauty,
out
Tell him to sort it out
Command of cars you drive
He sits and stares at the road
White lines blur into black
Until he sees nothing else
Standing by a midnight highway
Excuse me sir, are you going my way?
On and on, the endless white line goes
Tired and hungry once again
The sleet keeps
stomping ground
Well, it's plain to see you've forgotten me
Cause you never write or call
But I'll be around when they let you down
And I'll catch you
on time
Then he turned around and said to his black greasy fireman shovel on a little more coal
And when we cross that White Oak Mountain watch old 97
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going,
sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired,
he can sit down and rest
He can beg
graced white with snow
The way grows brighter as it goes
There is a road inside of you
Inside of me there is one too
No stumbling pilgrim in the dark
the tall ships come
For forty thousand years I've been
The first Australian
I came upon the prison ship
Bowed down by iron chains
I fought the land,
of the Oklahoma plains
And the white line of the highway in my rear view mirror
I feel fine I feel strong I feel young and I feel free
Out on the lonesome highway
at their game
But not smart enough to dumb it down, and take it away
It's black & white like space at night
If you wanna be like us you better work every
Whispers dampened by the cold lead me down the snow-swept road
Comforts thin and dark so deep it seeps through my soul
The mellowness of winter night
The girls like to do the Samba
A shimmy to break'em down
The guys like to do the Mambo
It makes them too big and strong
But if you can't get
a junk food junkie
Good lord have pity on me
Well, at lunchtime
You can always find me
At the Whole Earth Vitamin Bar
Just sucking on my plain white
the sickest with jewelry
Niggaz seen the TS piece, and got they weight up
Do you see the size of this charm, Mr. Jacob
Nigga get your cake up, want to get
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