Lyrics:
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
Vital stats - how white was their skin
Unimportant - just another inner-city drive-by thing
Morning - fine - serve your first coffee of the day
Real
sale vibe
Ouais j'suis dans l'vice
Jack ice, pipelines en slayt
Bagarre à la Maglite
Ciccio Bello by night
White, baïd'
Dark Knight
Check mes fly guys
nigga and jacked by the homicide
No joke, but the girl weren't flinching
(Why's that?)
Plead the fifth, when they begin to mention
A young buck got smoked
the stoupe is
Yeah, told 'em, have gun will travel
Blowing herb metals, black son still gravel
Bronzeman, oblong javelins in my cabinet
Detroit submit
kids could starve (I can't stand white people)
You thought I was livid, now I'm even more so
Shit I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat
I got
Detroit I supply them (no)
I'm talking loud I'm a buy em' (come here)
Can't cook but I'm gonna fry him
My advice, don't stand by him
50 round chopper
We were just river kids
Pickin' up stones like David did
Watchin' them longnecks break off of freight train bridge
We went to church in a Detroit
jumped up all ablaze
They say this year rock is comin' back jack
White gnashing teeth like wolves in a pack
Carnivorous, no mercy hon'
There's plenty
to catch the shade, Preacher jump up all ablaze.
â??They say this year rock is coming back, Jack.
White gnashing teeth like wolves in the pack.
Of a magazine
Some day (some day)
I'd like (I?d like)
To take a walk with you
Maybe ride our bikes down by the sea side
Meg White
I saw you on the big
it, let 'em in
The king of England woulda left us alone
If he saw Jessica Simpson eat an ice cream cone
Teeny bikinis, red, white and blue
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
wake up or my whole day gon be off track
Niggas tryna stay visit Detroit and they try to take that sauce back
If it aint the gang imma ride by myself
Action man, sell my note to Jack the lad
Going to school and my lunch
Got packed with xans
Lot's of green, little bit of white
Pakistan that's
the new doo wop
That thing was loud on the radio
We'd be on the stoop
Bumpin up Badu
Designed to get us high
But more importantly by
Cuz we was raised by
to become replacer
To Zordon inside the tube, I was destined to be the face of
A brand new warrior race of
People with special gifts, who are super simply by
California, Here I Come
Written by Joseph Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva
Jack was sittin poker faced with bullets backed with bitches
Neal
Confined in prisons by visions of multiple killings
I tried to fit in different cliqs preps jocks starter chicks
So what the fuck I'm tryin to find a place
Bocephus
Now Hank called his son Bocephus
He knew his boy had the heart and soul
By the time he was fifteen
He was already still in the show
gotta say jack
'Cause they don't want it like that
Want it like that
Let's make a deal
Can't get no money, boy, cause you can't keep it real
You so fake,
Just stick to the plan
Still we can chill
Back when I rocked the white and blue Grant Hills
I realized there's no dream that I can't fill
I
Brizzy Brizzy
Yeah I'm Nino Brown but them niggas call me Brizzy Brizzy
Got the best white so the boys in blue busy
Uh heart pause when they take that hit
down our little hole in the wall
Answering that last call
She's a little white trash
Little bit of high class
Splash of jack you better watch your back
.jpg/300px-Mitch_Ryder(ThKraft).jpg "Mitch Ryder & the Detroit Wheels")
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