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Had no prospects
But look what I've become
So much of this small talk
Got me feeling numb
All your playlists, let me in them
The white side of me
just

questions lies an elephant of truth
And a white-haired game hunter yelling slurs at the youth
Fighting for the modern world and injustice for none
But hey

fornication
Upon the Earth
The first vial
Poured by the first angel
Fell a noisome
Grievous sore
Upon men
And upon them
Worship the beast
His image and
Recieve

fornication
Upon the Earth
The first vial
Poured by the first angel
Fell a noisome
Grievous sore
Upon men
And upon them
Worship the beast
His image and
Recieve

Yeah
Get you fucked up off these white claws
One swipe finna turn your squadron into five fjords
Big body ursa, major in a tribe war
Lightning strike

wasn't forcing passion, man I'd be great
Hate leads to suffering, it's full upon my plate
Can't even stomach this shit like I just ate
Lately I've been

questions lies an elephant of truth
And a white-haired game hunter yelling slurs at the youth
Fighting for the modern world and injustice for none
But hey

Anything they may choose
Prove insanity through you saying the truth
So where do we stand
White swan became grey from killing toy man
Hunter turned into prey

End of the Game

Sting

Greatest Hits

2004

Away from the kill

One day we'll reach a great ocean
At the end of a pale afternoon
And we lay down our heads just like we were sleeping
Controlled by

The End of the Game

Sting

Symphonicities

2010

And this river's done running
And my time will come soon
Carried to the great ocean
By the drag of the moon

you're stopped by a cop
The difference is, who advances the plot
You have to do it, and I can simply not, because
Baby, I'm the white man
I don't sing

The End Of The Game

Sting

Brand New Day

1999

And time will come soon
Carried to the great ocean
By the drag of the moon

The End of the Game

Sting

Symphonicities

2010

And this river's done running
And my time will come soon
Carried to the great ocean
By the drag of the moon

been
He’s milling around, he’s in the back
And he took me by surprise, no I never saw the whites of his eyes
But now that I do, is it too late to fight

How long has it been?
A lifetime along an aching artery
On this path lined by trouble
Yet paved with such gracious intent

A hunter's moon

your men
To corporate prisons, hedge fund owned, by your courts we’re often sent
To serve excessive prison terms, enriching rich white men
So white

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I saw your eyes your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great i'm on my way
If I

hordes
I am not your prey
Not a trophy to
Adorn
Your
Walls
I am the hunter
I am the gatherer
I am the builder of my ever after
I am the hero
Driven by fear

Cocaine White

Fat Joe

Think Free

2018

???

Pulled up to the dealer, to get my wheels right
Homie asked me what colour I like
I wanted Cocaine White (That's Right)
I wanted Cocaine

of white nationalists with their
Own needs and wants that can easily be met
In the largest sense
By powerful corporations
But they also want all
Americans

All in Green Went My Love Riding

Joan Baez

Baptism

1968

All in green went my love riding
On a great horse of gold
Into the silver dawn.

Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling
The merry deer ran

Griselda, by Fashion Rebels

Ayo name another doper than me, I'll wait
(uh) , the great (uh)
Wore Valentino, we're more straight (uh)
The AA heroin

I’m remember days on the late night
I remember days with them great whites
I remember days I remember days
I remember trying to get my cake right

Purring, the sweet-tempered soughing
Of lucrative savannah winds,
Stirs the great flotsam of clouds that vowing to usher the evening in
Affecting