Lyrics:
Lil niggas claim that they're talking the hardest
Wouldn't even get booked for the gigs by their fathers
Out here tryna live the life of an artist
a nigga had writ
Yo, bet, take a shot, and a nigga won't miss
White buffs, a little more, so it might look like Swiss
Off the lot, told them I cannot leave
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
my ego free
Now the world know my government, and I'm lovin it
All levels, from White House to the covenant
Big boy, when the mics and the lights
check it like a couple, good lovin up in the tell
Then you, tell your friends I'm your skin like melanin
A gentleman that make them little boy games
everything at stake
I put the whole rap game on a dinner plate
Fisha red hot
Hit the stage then go up in flames
In the kitchen watch me cook a little some
Mind full gold, heart full of diamonds/clothes that are sewn, and woven, by Your Highness/Feels like I got my wings on, when I sing this song/you
lonely life I live
By a tender-hearted woman with a lot of love to give
She'd free me from this highway open up a brand-new life
We'd buy a little house
this alone
Dreamin' 'bout a little place I could call my very own
A sweet and loving wife waitin' anxiously for me
And we'd have a kid or two in our
Does not a rose
By any other name
Still smell as sweet
Is not a life
Without a little love
Still incomplete
Be it Jah Rastafari or
Christ
white flash took me by surprise
An apparition in tie-dye
Arose before me eyes
A curly headed black man
Exploded in the light
T'was the ghost of Jimi
there was no
Camera recording
Ten minutes
And a lifetime
It took
For that white devil
To admit
That sweet baby boy
Emmett Till
Never did nothing
Ten
really could not say.
I used to live just by the river, in a dis-used factory just off the Wicker
The river flowed by day after day
"One day" I
almonds
N all I want is to live light and get outside n see the sun and meet a girl
To kiss her lips n have her love my lion hun, you sweet like bars that
ignorance
Get 'em
Don't forget the heat (watch out)
They might catch you lacking (watch out)
On 47th street (watch out)
By your mama address (watch
last year
This year
Ask her when masks were commodities
Ask your life about 2020 while staring
Into the film whites
Of Lion's teeth
Inside your own den
take it
Crush like candy so sweet
Thats the heart that aches
Magic you can wish on a penny
That's the hardaway
It's you and me we'll live this dream
the dude that says please, doors open up, in comes the breeze.
For one can live a little for a fee yet best things in life are free.
Another name Stoned
I live by the knuckle and fist ain't non this shit sweet
I'm seeing evil it's up on the television
These days it's to hard to have tunnel vision
Take a knee to the Gods and get horse shit
Wanna live for the thrill? They'll arrange it
Got a bevy of imps to spit hatred
Shit will get in your head
Muffled sound of fist on flesh
Blows to chest
No breath
Air gasps
You ain't nothing but white trash, bitch!
With each hit, each kick, each,
Muffled sound of fist on flesh
Blows to chest
No breath
Air gasps
You ain't nothing but white trash, bitch!
With each hit, each kick, each,
sellin' a
Little white and shit
They don't know that sealed
Indictment finna hit
You get that paper in the mail
They gon' be sick
Niggas be in they feelings
a fitted
Messi w yo little white bitch boy kno that we kick it
Water that's all on my Richard
Ski on my ice the North Pole n the middle
Nigga play n we kill
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