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Swerving through the Bario like there he go
You dropped the Irish bomb like a white washed cameo
You steadily on my medley like Remy in Bordeaux

don't hear any applause only crickets and yawns
Bet you can't get any broads move your lips and she's gone
Only skin you're hitting raw with your dick is

of kinfolk always up to no good
Wild ass, white trash, homegrown hippie	
Sippin' pokey brown, choppin' heads off of chickens
Field party bonfire, yeah damn

noise
Who you think you was when you stepped up?
Now look at ya got that mug all messed up 
Legs up 
Laying on the ground
Chest up 
Seeing white got you

missed chances
Three times denied cash advances

You see how I'm livin' (yup)
Double check if I'm committed
Any talk, I pull up (crickets)
When it's us,

the old jogging path
I saw the bright white of the new industrial fence
The ground split by imprints 
Footprints

And shoes soaked 
Soles worn out by

Forget what you thinking
Pledge my allegiance
I ain’t serving no white mans god meant for enslaving my people
I wanted God at the altar then I found god in

until we die still stack that mail
Fuck your jail cell and your court system
Yo white laws and yo jurisdiction
That bullshit on Television
Revolution

leave you with the stitches
Frenemies got my head on a white picket 
Jiminy got my eyes closed holding out crickets
Ion like pictures 
Ion like flexors
We

served
They call me a beast cuz i'm after the belle curve
Ha i'm not truly
Bout as dumb as Chaplin in a black 'n white movie
Dudes are too cool to view me

even lie
Cut the white on some dishes
I ball up da snow
Like it’s mother fucking Christmas
Gave you a chance
really sat down and listened
Right hand

look like Tow mater

Tow mater
Moral of the story I'm the narrator
White as bitch word to Nilla Wafers
All black fit tho I feel like Darth Vader
I'm in

somebody stepping on jiminy cricket
Only to pivot and quicken and slip on a soggy biscuit where the dog was pissing
Not to get too explicit
Tired of critics

Crickets
Except that rehab center In Pomona w Raulie gee
High school days became a fish Eye As time drift
Like a great white, Inside the sea
Haven’t left

the hood but his mom got pipe dreams
A white fiend
Quicker than lighting
Ma, leave my shit alone
Jumping off a cricket phone
Barely at the house but when i

dm but my bitch mean
In the kitchen with the white girl whipped cream
5'9 put a fuck nigga six feet
I can make em disappear if he diss me
I had sweet

cause there’s more to share.

Its Christmas in Australia
And we’re loungin by the pool with an icee pole.
While the  rellies play  play cricket

wobbling they pom-poms
Fucked up like Wubba Lubba Dub Dub
Jimmy Cricket he finna be telling me to rock on
Take the long when the sun gone, Ramadan
Fuck her

Sauce on us like a picnic

Please don't talk about the cars, ho
My grandpa had twelve Jags
Race cars with the checkered flags
Shoes chunky like a white

just to fit in
They be like you getting good, I already did it
Name another kid you know that run his own business (crickets)
That's right, I'm among

could have no limits
Like what if I was thinkin' larger than a bitch's digits
I really wanna get the clout but all I hear is crickets
Chirp, chirp, I'm

man where the filament tied?
I need descriptions applied
I got a pill in my mind
I couldn't be more nice
How could your sins be white?
How is your

my mini-me 
Line em up no centipede
What you worth a few cent a piece 
With a white flag you want peace 
Ona Seaside 
Smoking Seaweed 
Bad Bitch I

water

A ticking clock chases silence
From the cold white walls of my bedroom
A cricket sings out by the moonlight
As I wait for sleep to steal my gloom