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near ages here, save this
Some white shell toes with the square laces
Fear cages, Get surrounded by killers
That's hair braiders
Prayer saved us from

Whatever happened to being lame
I see the kids go by and I want to die yeah
They're all the same person to me
Where's my way out, the drugs are out

Bob, Krusty Krab-ier 
White sandy beach, a squirrel chasing nuts
Yeah, Sandy Cheeks
Wanna rap with me? 
You might better drinking anti-freeze
Understand

And I done seen my share
Fresh outta high school
Lost two of mine out there
That's why think twice
People that said "them Hollywood
Acts come around here"

Harlem casitas
Somewhere along the way
It was forgotten
That Santa Barbara was a facade
It was forgotten that the statues with white faces
Were merely

deserved
And then I woke up
Boo hoo, straight white man want more stuff
I know but, I'm so stuck
And these rappers faux bruh, like
They catch the eye but

money is scary long
Outside of the car white
Inside is strawberry tone
You rappers is cool
But I ain't tryin' to share the throne

power so you can navigate trying times
Good and bad, love and hate these fine lines
The bitter truth or we can settle for white lies
When I share my pain,

Let it all out
Let it all out
Never feel you need to act brave when you’re hurt
On a white wall, someone has drawn
A small flower that’s so delicate,

stop worshippin' these rap niggas
You uncultured
You just another Bentayga in the driveway
What you driven by
This is how to be a better person
Find what

If you're
Still searching for peace in life
You're trying too hard
Every soul on this earth has
Their own share of scars
When they say it gets better

See back in Wilson
I wasn't cared for
By my peers or my self
that shit was hard dog
I moved to Edison and now I feel on top
Of all the pain
At least

dope and got caught by Five O now I'm seeing white women doing the same
I think I'm ready to switch up the frame
News flash, know some brothers that

He still thinks about her all the time
Up there on the mountain
Since the hills are so unkind
Unencumbered by the weight of miles
It's funny how

days I feel like Draymond when he got tripped up
I ought to go nuts
Dress for success in the platinum gold tux
In the White House singing "we gon' be

cautious
Lifestyle provided by more white than
Pravin Gordhan
We lose dudes to the code of arms
Loose screws in Hanover Park
Move with the older bras
They

against me hope you ain't bettin your last cent, 

RAPPERS think since we share the same area code that
THEY allowed to half ass support then care when we

Lyric by Sir Mikhail Tank
mikhailtank.com
@mikhailtank

The Windsinger knows no bounds
Flies above the fires and debris
Holding a flute which

echo, from Khayelitsha to Soweto
Call me Stefano Dimera
You was shocked I turned into a pharaoh
But they got us in a system
Our history was rewritten by

warning""
I hope they talk about the TP hoarding
And let me know when I can go outside again

Football players are still being signed
By rich white men in

stuck) I need to get away
(Running out of luck) I've been counting the days

But the city lights (so bright)
They look black and white
The colors are

a guarantee
Take a shot at Jay and Shaft, that'll get you RIP'd
We can share a white tee whenever you decide to leave
New rappers trash and still get Grammy

It's Christmas time
Outside the snow is falling
Like a million stars
Like a million dreams
All dressed up in white
I'm writing Christmas cards
A joy

the guts
A Black girl LBGT+
I'm a cis, straight man doing something sus
Two M pills like I'm hit by a bus
City bench spliff, gin sips, Robituss', self