Lyrics:
My shine is white I ride the light
I let my wings decide where I go
I fly around and see the town and
watch the people go with the flow
I single out
the last to know
You were the last to know
Two friends sat by the fire and sewed
Socks for our boys off fighting the war
When Eleanor dozed, Lucy ran
a great molten blast
With holy tongue of fire, the commandments were cast
Down from the mountain with two tablets of stone
In countenanc white, Moses
[Chorus]
People rise up to the evil
Raise your flag and make a stand
Love the world and everything on it
But never ever understand
No, never
Still Preposterously Dank, ooh
PBR by the flute
Find Ryan's pines lying my commute
'Til I got the LL Bean boots made of moose
Enough loot to get the roof
victories and defeats
That slip through the cracks of history
We're just two little people in the sea
But know that it meant everything to me
I can't forget
Omarion and B2K
My birds don't got wings, I have to package 'em
I wish they could fly, then I wouldn't have to traffik 'em
That uncut base, they'll be back
Justices, and Senators
Run up in the White House
Erase people, edit them
Press delete, hit em in the chest with heat
Hail to the chief
Bullets everywhere, its
cheddar
(x2)
[Mr. Eon]
The crafty from the master flee dastardly
Smut Peddlers, it has to be, who the hell's after me
It's Starbuck, you starstruck,
no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan
Now these cats get on T.V., like they animals homes
Throw on a white T,
with so much lead they can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses and bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than most niggas
the way Quaz' walk, reppin' New York
For outlinin' criminal bodies wit white chalk
Wildin' these streets, I'm playin' for keeps, avoidin the beast
no they ain't gangstas
Better listen to me man, that's his marketing plan
Now these cats get on T.V., like they animals homes
Throw on a white T,
low; for some reason
stomach had butterflies to leave but I didn't go
My dog said let's go chill by the exit
And watch the hoes come out, nah dawg, I'ma
them guys not ranking
Never had nothin', he flash, we take it
Think that he solid, them bullets goin' to break 'em
Fucked up by losses I never thought
sad
I don’t know you think you are, but your not that
Your red and I’m blue mixed together that makes Purple
I need you with me by my side
Hop in my
Introverted
Outside inverted
Shut in means never hurting
Laziness stops me from working
Mentally drained no doubt
Absorbed by going out
People
arms you just kicking shit so
That’s why I’m never worried bout how they talk
I live by a code that I could never neglect
My palm itching bout that money
anxieties (I'm sorry)
Uh, my bad
Making deals now and they all wanna gimme five, like a white dad
Life been moving too fast, feeling like a time-lapse
Hashtag, new year new me
With the same dad jokes and the same mom jeans
With the same damn song by the same damn means
I'm the same damn kid with
cuz Def Jam been Def ever since Russel Simmons, I want the women
the world and everything in it, I feel timid by the minute,
Don't ask how we did it,
over the past two days,
police have reported at least one man was shot dead
and several more injured in London
The capital is the latest region
between black and white and opposites attract
Possibly that the word of one man is filled by another
Yo suffa we breathe the breath of others your
mean subtraction
So I'm putting in the labor like some two minute contractions
While rappers wanna talk about trappin' hard and strappin'
Stackin' paper
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