Lyrics:
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
aren't for me, they're for you
Memories like meteors fly through my head
The sand was pearl white
Her bikini bright red
Retracing song lines gives me goose
My my my my my my ghetto
My ghetto got pimps and pushers
And big money makers
And shakers and fakers and
All the crack makers
And they all live in
democracy wonderful?
Lets us vote someone like that in.
Here comes President Kill again,
From pure White House to Number 10.
Taking lives with
as the white man hunts for me
We are descendants of the animals we live among them free
Our trail of tears would end, one day at wounded knee
Great spirit,
at the table, the cork twist
I'm studied like a book by many
They give me looks of envy, I took the Bentley
White chick like Liz Taylor might get the Bentayga
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
Watch how we mix it up!
Jigga Jigga!
Ain't never been a trouble maker
Just finish what you start
By ripping you apart!
I'm not a faker!
I feel
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo,
As I walked out in Laredo one day,
I spied a young cowboy wrapped up in white linen,
Wrapped in white
by
And the sadness there at times is so great I can't help but cry
And thought it's reality it seems more like a dream
That some of them have
in all its forms
This petition was written and signed by Benjamin Franklin
It cannot go ignored.
If this comes to a vote in Congress
What is
saved lives by the hundreds everywhere I went.
I must've brought rest to the restless, fed the hungry too,
I must've done something great to get to have
boldly stepped by.
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story;
I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die."
"My friends and relations they live
Love is the bond between all God's great men
Speak of liberty
Who really knows her
Some live to win her
Cultivate a White Rose
Cultivate a White Rose
By the shore of gitche gumee
By the shining big-sea-water
At the doorway of the wigwam
In the early summer morning
Hiawatha stood and waited
All
Let's get it
In other words don't have no worries
Just like you did as a kid
In other words don't have no worries
Riding with my maker he's so
Bone marrow twisted, white sockets shattered,
Black flesh blistered, hungry maggots grow fatter.
Tendons snap, cartilage corroding.
Contorted
By the shores of gitche gumee,
By the shining big-sea-water,
At the doorway of the wigwam,
In the early summer morning,
Hiawatha stood and waited.
get stuck
White black white white black White black white white black
Behold
The great people the sacred mass
The starved mass the amazed mass
Behold
And ninety second segments officially produced
And aired again, and again, and again
By the little black and white pawns of the network yes men
Well
on the rampage, couldn't see what I wrote, I write small
It says "ever since I drove a '79 Lincoln with white walls
Had a fire in my heart, and a dire desire
soil be tilled
And our bellies filled
Let our hearts be healed by the Maker’s hand
on a rampage, couldn't see what I wrote I write small
It says ever since I drove a '79 Lincoln with white walls
Had a fire in my heart, and a dire desire
on his breath, inheriting the drama better than
A great white, nigga this is life in my aquarium
(Don't get it fucked up)
Been away from home
Been
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