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alright
Tears splash my sight
Overwhelmed by your light
Moonlight
Eyes bright
Timing's right
Diamonds bite
Chills chase my spine
Cold and white
Sold

And your sister is out of town
Sit by my white piano
I'll sing you Christmas carols
Give you all of that this year
My heart wrapped in a box
With a ribbon

Your little black heart hiccups
The white noise never clears
Run from your hopes
Take stock in your fears
They’ll pay you to lie
The angels heading

of a killer, Mr. fucking Grimey
SAS 22nd regiment limey
Born in a bar with my eyes wide open
Inspired by debacles since I came out the fallopian
We don't fuck

matter how bad you get me I'm getting back in the worst way
Nothing to remember you by just another stain

I am not like these other white rappers bitch I

If you ain't slangin that killer
Or that OG Kush
Don't approach me like you know me
Im OD Stush? Boss individual, Hoff givin you
Swag on a kilogram

Down the Line

Big Daddy Kane

Taste of Chocolate

1990

the crowd
Snatchin the microphone real proud
But your rhymes are so booty you should write em on White Cloud
So next up down the line, Scrap Lover
[Scrap

a nigga, "What?"
I had to call 'em to pick him up
I got them killers with triggers
That's waitin' in front of your house 'til the sun down
Hop out

the air but still she sexy when she shake her body
That type of chick that says hey girl, let's go to the after party
After that we go to my room for

Ask About Me

Ice Cube

War & Peace, Vol. I: The War Disc

1998

was the sound 
I started lettin' off rounds, 
Lay the whole fuckin' room down 
I don't want to see Your Honor, 
Ratha' eat piranha from Benny Hana,

we're afraid of the world

I don't really feel anything at all
No sadness,no anger,no disappointment anymore
Just emptiness in my room of white walls
It's

Black and white
Skies of grey
Our love came crashing down
Watch the pouring rain burn out the flames
As I turn to ash
Lost in translation
Blinded by

Seeing double vision, rooms spinning, I'm lit still
Texts all in my phone and I'm missing a bank bill
Just another wild night off a little white pill
I

always been the furthest thing from a safe bet
Because I've never met an empty room that didn't feel like home
I dream't of you in a white dress
And I woke

Let myself in now
Halo by kitchen light
Something inside I
I ignored, or
Sitting on your floor I sigh
In your white room you watch
Like a spider

at the bed
But I didn't see it
I saw you
cnd the voice that'll haunt me from age 22
cnd the four white walls of an empty room
Where I woke up lonely
But next

Broken glasses and rooms full of smoke
Hour nine on my drive to get me back home
White lines and red bricks, Hotels, punk classics
You might change

I'm in the living room like, damn, I made a killin' off this trap
Yo nigga lame in the trap, I got my name off the trap
I don't really wanna hear this

the room 
It reflects your soft white skin)

Building those lines in our intimacy  
The moon is lighting the room 
It reflects your soft white skin

Look at my shorty
Cocaine white
Lightskin Jawn she all right 
She got the smile light up the room
Face too bright 
Artemar piece all on her wrist
She

know
A sickened killer inside your room
Can't tell you how they know you
Despite their reason to kill you too

I can't abide by, I can't by their rules
I

ooo
Nie przejmuję się za bardzo bo
Moje serce już zamarzło
Po trze bu ję by ogrzał mnie ktoś
Ona grzeje mnie jak boiler room
Tyle ciał że czuję się jak

backs against the ropes

Leak the truth most niggas is spooked my killers a shoot 
My little niggas some little hitters ah air out the room
Fuck the rules

and Queens, and among them Alice recognises the White Rabbit: he is talking in a hurried nervous manner, smiling at everything that is said, and goes by without