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some ice on it
Big flex Off-White put some ice on it

Tryna pop a bottle but I'm sitting by myself
Couple thotties fire bodies watch you sippin' top

sticks
Man, now I can't get my daily fix
I swear I'm not full, family tree show I'm mixed

I see Kanye walking on the water
Yea Peter don't have no faith
I

all alone
On the edge of seventeen

Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh baby, ooh, said ooh
Just like

8 Million Stories

Kurtis Blow

Ego Trip

1984

admit 

That when he took a hit he could never quit 

Because he's one slick pusher livin' day by day 

When the crazy thing happened along the way

the
Who the knight is
Who the knight is
Who the knight is
I'm all alone in the car huffing gas and
All these pretty bitches wanna hit me when I'm flashin
I

and
I'm back on my own, I live in this world now see
This is my home, there ain't no way out for me 
Hungry and focused when they around they take notice
I

I cannot feel guilty for shit that I didn't do
But I can understand the reasons why you think that I should
Yeah I'm white but I never put your

to my songs
I didn't know
Obsessed by yo touch and yo text
Think I'm possessed
On the road tryna get to yo steps
I'm out of breath
Alone so she thinkin

50 cal k style risk dribble when I lift it
I just hit the club you know I'm rolling got the stick in
Ammunition too nigga make me put the clip in
I

Peter, the protagonist, hopped in his car and drove
With the intentions of driving off a foggy mountain road
He skipped the bridge out by

I'm gettin' weak, I need some ayy-ayy
Need someone to pray for my soul right now
Everything's lookin' grey and there's no white clouds (ooh)
I don't

let that sink in
This 4K HD put me in the stores
I’m running white walls nicknamed it Forrest
Send her home happy like Peter North damn
Keep the popcorn

culture
 And not white sculpture
I’m embarrassed of my tan
Survival of the fittest
But we were never in the plan
Ever..

But don’t even you get it
Cause you

to the brothers

Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane. 

By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They

(i) some disquieting confessions

Peter rings the Casa Mia to book his birthday meal
He writes the invitations out with missionary zeal
His guests

Got the block talking when they see me, wishing me well
Don't really trust nobody, all alone by myself

(Fairytales all in my mind)
('Cause baby I feel

you're stopped by a cop
The difference is, who advances the plot
You have to do it, and I can simply not, because
Baby, I'm the white man
I don't sing

jeans
White polo, and gray Vans for green onesies
I wouldn’t have believed this shit myself

I had to talk to the prison psychiatrist
When I got here i

Peter stands all alone
Staring right through his phone
And through the rain he sees a smile slowly fade away
Lost inside the thoughts of yesterday
He

to block out the rain
but you know I'm still walkin
All this self trust not in vain
Made it to far to not perceive how this pans out
Pyrite or the real deal?

Freaky Tales

Too Short

The Mack of the Century... Too Short's Greatest Hits [Clean]

2006

a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me

Will he, when I'm, done with, reprise his?
St Peters lies

like me yeah
Next door neighbour is St Peter by Heaven's Gate 

When you got VIP wet dreams like me yeah 
Dreams are close and life even further away

back I'm not Jesus
Ya boi a lot more like Peter
Funny where I'm from
Yeah Tratman St. Peters
Kingdom better band it
Do not chase green or property
That