Lyrics:
Black and white and everything that's in between
You the Black messiah wifin' up a mixed queen
And hit vanilla cream to help out with your self-esteem
niggas but
That's how I raised 'em
Scrape a opp off the board
Before you dry erase 'em
He put his hands on your
Brother? You gotta fade 'em
He put his
to the ladies bathroom
Make your mascara run till you look like a raccoon
Touch yourself baby tell me it's wet
Squeeze tight so I'll never forget, here we go
Yea
Yea, yea
Ayy
I been moving like a great white, yea
I been creeping on the late night,yea
We be fuckin’ til we break night, yea
Keep her cumin cuz
Your heart is the same as the white paper
Upon which the woman is so carefully splashed
Both need her in order to become significant
If you had a vast
To keep myself safe
To keep myself rot
Bring flowers with my soul to your doorstep
Spill my guts on the floor let me be sad
My life is a chore and that is
Gonna put you on the racks like a pair of slacks
With another wack rapper tied to your back,
And if you wanna hang yourself out to dry,
It's te beautiful
Help yourself (help yourself), help yourself (help yourself)
Going brazy I be going, Doc keep sayin', "Where you goin", hold up
I remember me
do
(Hey Hey)
That's who you are
Hey You're great
That's who you are
Don't forget to Remind yourself
That's who you Are
Hey You're great
That's who you
pack your heaters
Keep it close, you can't beat us
While your whole crew treat us like G's, you best believe this
I done made quadriplegics out
for scar.
This is way above your pedigree.
You ain't fit for the job is what they said to me, Cause I wore what I had,
A white sneeker with a pink
change
Fight for your happiness
Battle every day
I wanna see that smile on your face
I know that things may not be going great right now
But everything
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
Guns go off, Shams is a Raiders fan
A rhyming gallop reporter, columns are lost
White five, black five with dollars to toss
Twisted by the dark side
we are telling ourselves
Information that prevails
That's stored not just in your cells
But in this grid itself
This library of Earth
As you keep
to trust yourself
Drive on
Let yourself turn into something else
Feel yourself fall into the great white open
Let yourself turn into something else
to trust yourself
Drive on
Let yourself turn into something else
Feel yourself fall into the great white open
Let yourself turn into something else
to trust yourself
Drive on
Let yourself turn into something else
Feel yourself fall into the great white open
Let yourself turn into something else
on the racks like a pair of slacks
With another wack rapper tied to your back,
And if you want to hang yourself out to dry,
It's the beautiful round-up in
ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise, expert at telling
The stories we tell will ride high in the sky
The difference will rise, the mothers will cry
The caskets will close and white doves they will fly
don't rain
40 p's 40 new faces as I cross across the state
Lost my white boy to that fentanyl when we was living great
100 bands feel like you rich
Lost in your arms again
Lost in the waves
Standing by a river got me caught up in my dreams
Caught in-between, rough undercurrent in the stream
This
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