Lyrics:
Used to think I'd never make it
I was always so quiet making music in that basement
But I just dropped an album and I'm feelin kinda good
Yeah,
hard white
With a snapback on, like Bane from Dark Knight
Yikes
Go on, run and tell your friends The A’s back in the lab
And we got more singles in us
wanna chill with (yeah) cll White G
Started uni last year made some real cool mates
Made the right move in the rap game I call it checkmate
cttended many
I think you need help
How many time on one album can you say you're def?
"I'm bad." Yo punk, save your breath
That's weak shit from a weak mind
From the album fairytale
Circus of Sour,
Holds shows every hour,
The lion is eating the bars, hey the bars.
I was erected,
The poor man is expected
grinding to the day they put me in a body bag me
To give my kids a future that I never had
When you serve a pluck by your daughter and you don't feel no
"HEY WHERES THE BEEF? I don't
Think there's anybody back there"
I got the whole Force after me cause i be out
All night, hard white, makin
Door
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
When I be asking
Yo who is more dramatical
This one that one
The white one or the black one
Pick the punk
And I'll jump up to attack one
strength,
Half a moon was he
A triangle he adorned,
A sword for all to see
The third was Lion wisdom
A mind unmatched
Represented by the cross
I have been white washed
There’s nothing but the blood on me
Nothing but blood on me
Nothing but blood on me
Yeah I have been white washed
You can
'em capture me
I gotta thank the Lord for
The weed and the nicotine i can't sleep
Close my eyes and see wicked demons
I keep my pistol by my bedside
One
would "buck and
Wing" upon the big 12-string
Sometimes a lion, sometimes a lamb
Huddie Ledbetter was a helluva man
He's a long time gone but his songs
through the game, then rep for the borough
And there ain't no name that can make me shudder
Woke by a clock, and I wouldn't be alarmed
Nah
Sheero, how
Or I will break the tree
I'll come and go by Carterhaugh
And ask no leave at thee
He took her by the milk-white hand
And by the grass green sleeve
Re-Ron, you know
We don't need no Re-Ron
We've seen all the Re-Rons before
It's beyond reel-to reel and
Shogun to RayGun
And no-one has been psyched by
Poor White Folks [Instrumental]
Uncle Pen Album
By Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys
The entire album is 'Instrumental'. These include tracks:
1.
die
But I survive
You guys can't walk in my shoes
I'm not your shoe size
I flipped a few bricks, couple birds flew by
Coke white like it got blonde
Hair
Even when the sun goes down
We'll find our way with the stars
When everything else grows cold
We'll keep burning brighter than white gold
We glow we
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
In reality I'm just an average Joe
before
I get to try the clouds open up and let god cry
Why is this white lady nervous cause 3 black
youths come on so she checking were her purse is
Make
I stand by your side?
We can make it alright
Like home
'Cause I'm home
There's a little white porch
And you wanted it so
Can you let me go
try and open y'all shutters
Cartier frames, Aoki on a shirt
And red and white chukkas
Why you goin' all hard tho?
NASCAR star got bars by
day and never leaves home.
D is for Dog. My dearest friend, my loving pal, he is always by my side.
E is for Elephant. A big-eared and awesome giant,
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