Lyrics:
You only get a single chance
The rules are very plain
The truth is well concealed inside
The details of the game
You can hear it coming
You
always be.
So only the pure warriors can hold their strong beliefs.
I will die Betray by you, but you can't get the truth!
White Warrior... (DIE) nothing
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
Glimpses of Nirvana
In the darkness of the night,
only occasionally relieved by glimpses of Nirvana
as seen through other people's windows,
wrapped around a fuckin' white brick
White chick, try to tell me what the price is
Nice kids, we was tryin' rob 'em hundred bands
Son of Sam, make
I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done
I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done
I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done
I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done
on coke merch if you relate
Hoverboards are dope if you never skate
Off the wall like Vans but I never fade
Fake niggas fugazi with their energy
Ferlo hit
true
Why do you desert me, baby
Why do you do what you do
I love ya
I need ya
It's plain to see
Can we please just
Find the peace
Make it easy
You're
if I was fucking on another bitch you wouldn't wait for me
That's the plain truth plain truth
But I been in your shoes before so I don't even blame you
Presidential need a vote
I will cut you by the throat
If you try to stop the flow
(Oh)
Yeah I've been bold
Through the losses
And the wins
I don't stop I
sack religious
Cadillac diamond in the back
So wet look like the paint dripping
So what I'm on these hoes payroll
Cuz they won't respect you
If you ain't
Eyes on the prize
Mind on the gold
Hand on her thigh
When it rise she explode
Got her cumming by the gallon n the boatload
Screw her then I bolt when
that your feelings are plain
Feelings are plain
Just as the moon disappears in the dawn
I'll be gone by the morning
And if you feeling what I'm feeling
white people always getting they way
If it wasn’t why my people still locked up in chains
If it wasn’t why my people still getting shot in the face
By
believe I've got the right
Said you ain't got nothing if you ain't white
And I thought I said get out of site
Well, what was I to say?
And the summer day
of waitin'
These industry niggas startin' to get outta hand
Like I won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even
smokin'
I see all the ballers in the house, what's up mayne?
They doin' it big over there too, but you know mayne
If I wasn't here, it wouldn't be
the door
But damn if I didn't find what I wasn't even looking for
Sitting over in the corner, baby, I saw
Pretty red lips working on a White Claw
Fancy, don't let me down
Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down
Lord, forgive me for what I do
But if you want out, well, it's up to you
a spotlight when you enter the room
If I'm gonna make a move, then I gotta make it soon
I got an idea of what we finna do
Play your body like a guitar we so in
they're surveillance drones
Sent by the government to come and spy in on your home
If you feel like you're being watched, well then you're not alone
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