Lyrics:
THE OTHER KIDS DO,
OURS GET NEVERS, NOS cND CcN'TS.
I WcNT c PICTURE OF MY DcUGHTER
GETTING REcDY FOR THE DcNCE.
MY BOYFRIEND PICKED ME UP cT HcLF PcST SEVEN
You and I we belong, if we choose to get along
Still we always bring our bullshit home
Time is passing us by holding onto you tight
I ain't
go back were on our own
Oh
Why does she sing these sad songs for me
I'm not the one
To tenderly bring her soft sympathy I've just begun
To see
the days go by
Could have been easier on you
I couldn't change though I wanted to
Should have been easier by three
Our old friend fear and you and me
Don't
sun
A song in the blood of the white bull
Our language of love
The Battle of Trees
We fought side by side
No one had more
Sharper consonants
the rivers roll on
Through fields wide and vast
Songs of our family, echoes of the past
Hand to the plow, eyes on the skies
Building the dreams that before us
Take your scissors and cut their life support away
White is right
And right is what's behind our firewalls
Watch me
Intrude on me
For in the end
Big
up and comes to a stop
Like man what a funny thought the both of them 10 feet apart
It made me think back to a song by Kendrick Lamar
Called how much
December 24, 2021... 11pm
Mm-mm-mm-hmm!
This is a public service announcement brought to you, in part, by RayKaz
Life's hard, and then you die
Merry
validated
Or plain ignorant
Ignore rants from our kind, left with indifference
Moses unparted, it started
Unlocked the mental flow
Mind racing, but legs gotta
Just tryna feed the team
And that’s by any means
How you really figure you my yeah dawg that’s funny
How you really figure that my money our money
How
white mans heaven is black mans hell
The stars what we way when we
Got our ass beat
Stripes whip marks in our backs
White is for the obvious
Ain't no
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
Our words were told, our songs were sung
Where we
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
Our words were told, our songs were sung
Where we
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
Our words were told, our songs were sung
Where we
Katrina, after the towers
We holds our heads high after disaster
[Hook]
When the levees broke
when the planes hit
whats going on ma nigga, the same shit
not enamored by our surroundings. She's the anti-stage mom. She's an immigrant mom who wants her daughter far away from the music business! And she is
heroes in capes
While standing by our graves
Slow your roll, we detect you and your phony polls
Re-election is your only goal, uh
I wanna know, I'm
my deal condemned to hell
The light is more darker than nights
The night is more black and white
See no evil but evil hides in plain sight
Ted Bundy
Ever since you was a pee wee, down by my knee with a wee wee
We been coochie cool all through school, you and me G
Back in the days we played
colors will fade
But our love will grow
And you're by my side
That's all I need to know
Green in the trees and the sunshine
Red flowers and a white wine
mode
Straight London, buy a couple flats mode
Late nights, might work on my rap flow
You're plain and I'm the loaded nachos
I played the game for
White people be like
U da type to get caught wit the burna
Yu are the type to hold a burna
I just committed tax fraud (Eee)
Now I'm wanted in 37
My drip never plain I don't need a chain
They say "what you rocking" they saying I'm lame
I don't need designer I don't need the fame
I just want
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