Lyrics:
through the city, Deck bonds
I get my hands dirty, Nikes scuffed, sweat pouring
Still I stay fresh with the fly white linen
Duece times 5, that's my type
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going, sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest
He can beg
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going, sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest
He can beg
a white wall
Lighting up the sky
Fractal framework
Art of nature
Patterns by design
Testing out your frame
Put yourself through it
The past's the opposition
white Range, I'm taking off when that light change
I'm Drizzy Drake to my old bitches, Voodoo child to my new hoes
I miss this and I want it back, so
Feel the rhythm (6x)
One, two, three
feel the rhythm of my heart
rip it out, sully my blood
stay by my side and just pray
God wont forgive our
I'm not looking for a white knight to save me
You're all bound by the rules
And I'm free
Stuck in one place
You're shifting back and forth
I am
Aye yo, who's the most explosive one yet?
The a roundest one left
Who flows express to them rhythm drum set ain't done yet?
Flow like a trumpet
I'd rather be romancing
She had me Inside Out And Upside Down in the back of my Cortina*
Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick
(Parody of CARS by Gary Numan)
Yes, you see ourselves in the shine of it
And so passing under the dome of the great sky
Beware, we are the stars, Holmes, that you ruled by
Where
Vampire Curse disperse on each verse
Swim in black water, act slaughter through my earth
You're hit by my element Great Wall of China
Mountain Peak hold
do motorcycles
Tattoos and dirty
Hands always send me to my knees?
Proof that I am nothing but
White trash do you think it's
Bad that I'm attracted
of flowers that breathe
Jet-lagged eyes are begging for an hour to sleep
Although my blood shot whites and irises they never find any
Clock stops at times
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar
If it's
as all beautiful dies
A ruler's tool, a priest's excuse, a tyrant's delight
I alone, the great white hunter
I'll march 'til the dawn brings me rest
During the pirate attack on Plastic Beach
2D hid in his underwater quarters unwittingly
He'd made himself prey to a
Far fiercer foe: a great white
It seems like years and a million tears
Since you've left the old hometown
Now you've changed they say and the great white way
Is your new
Standstill
Light morning haze will rise and leave a sheet so thin
White coating scrapes and finds a way beneath my skin
We've got nowhere to hide
bitch airplane mode code
No peacoat no time to change clothes, same clothes
Love if you living by the same code, G code, leave ho
Fuck it you dead
This is for my white trash
The ones the whole world hates
The ones who voted for Trump
Then got labeled racist, but ain't
The ones with ball caps,
Take off! To the Great White North!
Take off! It's a beauty way to go.
Take off! To the Great White North!
Decent singing, eh?
Yeah.
Yeah,
In a time machine, we'll go back to '68
Where the music was groovy', and the love was great
But don't be tardy, my friend, don't hesitate
I'll guide
the brand new 'lectric blue Bentley ridin' by
Hurt these clowns, anybody that want it
Let you borrow my crown, tell me why would you flaunt it?
Don't you
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