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instead of this album, we listen to something a little more genial
Something thats actually enlightening.
Something you clearly need
Don't worry, I have

to bro

cctually Slide that shit to me 
I been switching up my calendar can't work from 10-3
I been followed by some crowds that got u running back for

I smoke citrus mist know what history is
Some distant kids surrounded by risky shit
I smoke a spliff that's big
Then I'm feeling on
Top of the world

right (yeah)
Never messed with white (yeah)
Never in my life (yeah)
And I never lied (yeah)
But my niggas tried (yeah)
And my niggas died (yeah)
So you

everybody's talking
In the T with my g
Taking turns with a portion
I'm black an' a white rapper
Morrisson an' Jordan jaykae an' Aitch
I can't shop by myself

ain't done brah"

"Okay, you're confusing me
I always see you in the hood
But you look like them white
Boys from Laguna beach
So what are you? A Thug

It later when I'm elderly
I thought by now, I'd stop rappin'
But I just made too much of
Profit off it to stop it, it has to happen
Got

Them big B's head so good
Almost said some shit I didn't mean
Punched a hunnid 12 Pros
Damn near the Max Man if I could
I'll throw yo album in the trash

yo I spit nice so hit
Twice got another gonna get right
You I been tight
I make about double platinums for my
Album got about 10 mics
Nigga I'm

nails i’m white and I’m corny
I’m Industry’s Saved by the Bell
My neighbour so far away
She don't see when I check the mail
My homie a magician
He turn

so I cleaned him like a broom
He was really getting in the way, so I told him move
Put some white diamonds on my neck, say woo

Got the Faygo cream

before it fell out
Doing shit that rappers'll never do
You know I'm on that
So why don't I start by telling
You what was in my contract?
Make the type

Check it
We out in cali, chillin in this alley
'Bout to smoke this jack, never not a black
Half white, that's a fact
When I spit it I rip it, it's so

all white jak dres Lacoste albo dobra mąka
Willy Wonka to słodkie że się tak gubicie w wątkach
Siema mordka to Młode Wilki cechuje nas spontan Bugs

Nim

I know who's gun it is
Just by hearing the shots that's Bo
​​​​​​ That's Little Mack
Damn baby who the fuck is that?!
I can tell from the way that he

the door in yall trap,
I had bust a n*gga head,
Nah not for real that’s a tall task,
They say a cobra decisive 
Black and white somebody don’t fed
Ah uh

a crazy trigger finger on me
That bitch shoot, shoot, shoot
Pulled up to they album release
Party, you heard "Do, do, do"
Niggas got a problem with me
But

own, own, own, own

It was like around '99 with
White wine in hand
Dancing silhouettes, blue Skyline
Neighbours had that Tuesday
Thursday night choir i'd

the ones who know
Man, you keep saying the same thing
Okay
See how hard we go
Keeping it 15 below
We washed by the blood, white as snow
This for the one who

Play "bulletproof baby"
On apple music
Lyrics for bulletproof baby by silvana imam
I know you ain't gonna back down on us now that we need you
I want

the white and Blackman was like Satan to me. Listen
I served time got acquitted realize my mind was a prison
Blind to this this system And I was heavily

stories how i'm living my life
I'm like pac nas and jay and that kid from bed stuy
My mind is playing tricks on me
I'm scarface so i drop the album for my

home
And I prayed that I'd find hope. Look at how the tables turn
Time floated by and it's like the engine inside broke
I created so many albums + E.P's

Rankin Road
North of Greens
Yea
Lets take it back to White Gate Lane
When life was so simple, man but how things change
Momma off of brain surgery