Lyrics:
know what, heck it, I've got other white shirts lying around
So, I'll tye-dye this one to make art out of what life's done
We can't change the cards we
soup, apple jacks
double XL diapers)
Mental case, mental case
(Chocolate milk, porno films
Flintstone tablets}
Mental case, mental case
(Roscoe
from nowhere out on the desert sand
One Eyed Jack the trader hold some turquoise in his hand
By his side sat Running Elk his longtime Indian friend
He
with a love for life
Won't be beaten and abused by
Men, she didn't choose.
She'll be marching and that change is gonna come.
They've called her Jack
From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up
All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah)
So I go straight at opponents' heads with this
of their half moon
One buys medicine
One buys blocks
One buys sticks
One buys flowers
The crown prince buys flowers
His field of flowers is bleeding
Thе
a art director
Show it to you like the film projector
Blessed are those who struggle, from day to day we all hustle
Comin home with sore muscles,
Taken from letters sent by Jack the Ripper
Fired anticipation, burns within me.
Revealed in illness, at infancy.
Whispering Jack, born in a fever.
the Devil's alpha to the beta
Cause history's best qualified to teach one
Quoting German philosopher Schopenhauer
"Every white man is a faded or a bleached one"
Flash to move on past if you make jack then ill reach ya
I act grown up like cdam but id give Mclovin a feature
I cook a storm i'm going rogue and you
And the thing I mastered is blastin this mic gun
Put it to your temple, and pop yo' pimple
Break you down like kempo, I'm trained in the arts
We got one verse
looking.
red right, white left,
samurai surprise,
silence equals death,
science versus life,
until there's only giant people left.
this is for
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
MCQUEEN: You've been on the
Scene as an artist
Now for 10 years, which is impressive
Given the level of interest and
Artistry that you've managed
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
jealous guess I need to get a life
My cigarette is brown I'm wishing it was white
Found it on the ground now I'm looking for a light
Sipping my Nikolai
the addicted type, she was in care by the age of five
She moved up to the Isle of White, she moved four times by the time she was nine
She-she don't trust no
But not for too long
Chile is where I belong
Got more places to go
I’m in a game of chess
I’m too browns for the whites
And too white for the browns
This is for my white trash
The ones the whole world hates
The ones who voted for Trump
Then got labeled racist, but ain't
The ones with ball caps,
could just never there's never enough
Never enough
Art is subjective but we can't protect it
The bottomless pit of emotions is endless
So what do we do
You'll start questioning what's a fact...jack
Unless someone tells you the earth is flat
But, I want to spread the news
Yeah, man, there's hope for you
You
Mack attack, it's a mack attack coming from wayback
My name is too $hort
Baby I don't play that jack I'm from the dangerous crew and I tell ya
Got work (slight work)
D-Town to the DMV
Diplo wassup
Finally got your girl going crazy
Drunk white bitches (work it, wo-wo-work it, oh)
I can do it
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