Lyrics:
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
Conscience Where Were You
(Sanger D. Shafer - Warren Robb)
You came to me this mornin' several hours late
I looked for you last night she would not
hittin' you buddy, we Warren Sapp'n ya.
We comin' hard like them Cubans in the 80's dog.
Go ahead, throw it in the pot I bet it's raw,
Pero ten
hittin' you buddy, we Warren Sapp'n ya.
We comin' hard like them Cubans in the 80's dog.
Go ahead, throw it in the pot I bet it's raw,
Pero ten
me of tryna destroy
Let's rewind it to '89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
Crossin' 8 Mile into Warren into hick territory
I'd like
God, Warren like, hello, I'm back on my bullshit
Don't sugarcoat, baby
Fuck it, I still want to coupe to be navy or cream color
Coco like whoa, whoa
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike Willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray White (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve Vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
shock the future like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high
Keepin' it gangsta
Niggaz and niggettes
Keepin' it gangsta
Niggaz and niggettes
[Warren G]
I was raised in the church but spent more days raised in
sitting on a pile like Warren Buffett
I know everybody says
Money can't buy happiness
But it could buy me a boat, it could buy me a truck to pull it
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
"yes, we white people been working on rhythm for a while but we've got a long way to go. so when we get to this next song we'd like for you to sing. I
Fabolous, Funk Flex Vol. 4 niggas see'mon
It's gettin' hard to dodge the women
But I'm still pitching hard white balls
Faster than Roger Clemens,
I'm feeling like a great white
Girl, you got a face like oh, oh
Might wanna see you in the daytime, oh, oh
If the money don't sleep, I won't close my
[Warren G]
213
Childhood homies way back in the day
since then it's been 213 the hard way
Rapping on the street corners, young as can be
All
cuffin' that?
Keep a young bull to go get the sack
Stay with two 9s like you Warren Sapp
Came out the section where niggas had nothing
I hustle right where
don't believe in your white Jesus and last suppers
I place value on brothers who never had justice
I am the black savage
Ali and Foreman in Zaire
Intro
[Warren G]
You know what?
Play it back a little
Lemme hear what it sound like real quick
[Malique]
That's how you do that
Back in Long Beach
dope, blowing on some O's
Straight gin, no chaser, and I popped a roll
Puttin' Happy Birthday up a white chick nose
They like when you brought a zone when
A seven-piece outfit with a mink vest
Couple of ladies skating waiting on some info
Them white boys in the back got the indo
With a hookup, a hundredd dollars for
and so fast
You use some act-right like LaBetty
and let you know that I'm the king of this motherfucking city
Like Frank White, Nino Brown, John Gotti,
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
it's gon' bump
Nelly ridin' shotgun, nigga, pass the blunt
We into what-ever, and keepin' it crunk
Got twenty-inch BB's on my white Benz truck
Aw
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