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sure you always eat

I'll make sure to find some peace, a white tee and Jordan 3's and a chair 
While I'm at it, I'm riding back to Mellon Street

really thought by 21 I'd be in a prison hall or a wooden coffin
The Great Pretender, I just shrug it off, my brain exhausted
My heart been bleeding since

Imagine
A white house
All concrete
Not brick
Concrete
Dreary
It looks like chalk
A broken home
Literally
There are cracks in the concrete
Inside

catch flights
Stewardess lookin' at me mackin'
Ima take off from the rappin'
White girl will tell you that boy he be blackin' (Un huh)
And just to keep it

me feeling like… got me feeling like bruce.

Can’t you see were blessed
Black and white yin-yang mind like Eschers’
That’s metamorphosis
Under cloaks

to the air, son
Hold it, you don’t know shit about my
Life so stay out of it, shit
Isolation tonight
Watch when I shave, I cut my
Face up like a blade,

turned sixteen like a Mexican
Might fuck around, and join MS13 like a Mexican

Red, white, and green beam this Nina is Mexican
She say, what you want for

shoes
What would you do
There's a hole in the side
That tells you what I'm going through
White tape on the top
But you ain't even have a clue
It don't

or
Un-corrupt police at least "Come on Will
You gotta tell me!" I grabbed and
Shook him by the arm
The L train was leaving Bedford with 10
000 white

the movies, life could be that black and white

But up there, on the screen
There was romance
And the make-believe would carry me away
Because no one I'd

what's life without risk
Got my heart on my sleeve, got a sleeve full of tricks
I'm moving too fast like a Jordan Hicks pitch, can't catch in your mitt
Got

street niggaz
And white boys that'll eat niggaz
I don't need a butcher to do my reppin
I get mines with a heat nigga
Pass by the spot wit' yo piece
Smokin'

yeah yeah

Fought hard to get scars, had to push harder
Lay my life on the line cannot be your martyr
Gimme all the dollars, put me on the roster,
Hand

me a life sentence
Blame it on my work ethic
I ain't never gone change ridding with them thangs
Sayntt niggas the name
Finest Music the gang nigga

Oh

Ya Ive been testin my mind to be better then ever
(Ever)
I've been trippin over the past but it's really whatever (Ever)
I got dreams but they go by

Rockstar

Brian May

Bad Intentions [High Grade Edition]

2012

on a star but nowadays I need space: satellites
See the black shades white chain, flashing lights
Never thought I could of felt this low in the highlights
So

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon,
Brenda had a baby, I was baby number two,
Out in Box Hill just a baby in the womb,
But now it's

a white suit 
Hands bound down to my feet for my distorted views
From their assorted clues
For reporting the news, that I see to you
From me to you

I know

Stay bossed up, the life of a tyrant
Underground King I'm the living Messiah
I just wanna shine like them city light's (yeah)
I just wanna shine like

beats on 'em (Do it)
They on that trap shit
I'm on that booby trap life
Come at me and you gon' step on a land mine
These niggas stay running and
My

iced out with drip
Why are these hoes callin' my phone now?
It's cuz I got money, and they all like me now
They don't care for the white boy, they

I gotta cold your cash on hold
Niggas ain’t bold Ya records ain’t sold
I just out fangs in my mouth yesterday
And them thangs white gold
Haa Niggal

Yo, free game but I ain't sell her that though 

(Verse 2)

Reputation costs a lifetime 
Who wants to be a millionaire the lifeline 
White wine when

it’s a piece of meat
I put it on then it gets yammed off
I live by the motto invest in yourself
I get by without protection or help
I need a clean bill