Lyrics:
mainstream like a hungry hip-hop-potamus, yeah
You ain't a great white guy, you just a great white lie
With great ties to what seems to be a great white guy
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
and my mom is really great
So they’re the reason why I’m steady tryna get this cake dawg
This for all my homies that be waiting on my albums
This for all
White and Matt McDougall
My first manager was Derek Lejeune and that lasted one afternoon
But he got me my first show at a place called Café Au Lait
favorite collaborators, Gerry Genius Charles, from Full Force who has worked on several of my Christmas albums. I auditioned for his group and they were
don't get anything out of you right
Just stand firm that
I'm great
I'm great
I'm great
Okay just keep telling yourself you're great
Uh
Since Canary was
rapper at all times
Black Album, Fade to Black greatest of all rhymes
Black panther black standard, that the sage goes by
Black power, black leadership
What do I say
Say whatever the heck you want
Be on beat stay on beat
Oh my GOD
Yo here I go
Hey yo I don't know any words
My GOD
Play the Album
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,
To The Hills, Total Eclipse, Number Of The Beast, and Remember Tomorrow live. Aaah!
Box number four. Do you like it so far? What a great set of singles and all
White boy
Nine deuce was the year my ears got introduced to rap
Stealing instrumentals off singles, I'd use the tracks
MC Creu, Mellow Man,
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
alright
the white tent the raft
the white tent the raft
the white tent the raft
fists and chests
great overcoat clearing:
and when it's not our great
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
make a plan, a plan
The man who made this album
I hope the outcome
Is how I wanted
I am being taunted
By idiots
Y'all is hideous
This album shall be
How great is our God
Sing with me, how great is our God
All will see how great is our God
How great is our God
Sing with me, how great is our God
out ya ass!
So find my album in the stores and look for the white steam
Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might scream
It's hard, other albums are
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
join gangs every day
'Cause they wanna be accepted, but at home they too neglected
Meanwhile, white America quick to call him a thug
But all he ever
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
They don’t want me in album mode
They rather rock bottom
Staring down the barrel of a calico
Looking at my algorithms
I’m about to blow
All white
What she wanted
The second album
Twelve precious melodies
Worth listening
Hope you enjoy them
Like if it's sung to me
Listen to twelve great
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
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