Lyrics:
and shells in the lambskin
Two deep by Pelle Pelle
Westside how they felly fell
More G's on me, than a late 80's Gucci leather
Worn by the great Rakim
and Eddie had had it already by the summer of '75
From the high to the low to the end of the show
for the rest of their lives
They couldn't go back
to live in them white ‘burbs
Then we moved to da hood
‘Cuz the cream really curt
So I prayed for some goods
I didn’t wanna hurt
A n---a for some food
Put
Yo the name is Dallas Clyde bitch
The illest call me mic wiz
Hi kids, future is my present if the life lives
Dopest white kid
Features from me
with light
Like when a five-o red, white, and blue activates its lights
To run red lights and act like they saving lives
Creating gripes like rival
and a darker day
We are feared like the great white shark
We dominate the sport like Mike Tyson
Challenging foes that don't want it
It's like we got a bounty
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
I live in a world that's different than your world
Your world still believes in things like free speech and democracy
Those things don't exist in
But she's a young thing and cannot leave her mother
Where does she live, Billy Boy, Billy Boy?
Oh, where does she live, Charming Billy?
She lives
Inside a palace, that I can't keep
Past is gone
Fuck the future, imma stay king
I live on through these songs
When God takes me
And I'm gone
You couldn't
Yuh
Black Lives Matter
Now and Forever
Aye
Code switching just to fit in
They finna look at me different
If I start speaking with accent and slang
And then we'll buy some stinky used girls panties
Out of one of those pervert vending machines
Now we've seen sumo wrestling live
Unless we get dropped by
loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Georgie went to New York town
where he quickly settled down
and soon became the toast of the great white way
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
Tell you a story not a little white lie
Wasn't long tall sally it was no surprise
That's right, tell me that's right
A tough act to follow not too
gotta be P aping
I sell white rock, and clap canons
I'm old school like white rock soda and backgammon
Rap phantom, Sean is a starving artist
I gain
to plan it
But the dreams are real
Fly around the planet
Sip on sweeter things
As I understand it
Live by lesser means
But have greater standards
Take
back or get swallowed in these trenches where we wallow
My motto live big or die in shadows
Raise my hustle to them shallows pushing white to money
get it sixty-eight for sixty-nine, yeah (woah)
Well, I'm just sayin', yeah, uh (I'm just sayin')
No, I'm not trippin', boy, go live your life, yeah
checkin'
I'm progressin', I just heard my songs
Is poppin' out in Macedonia
And even Serbia, I don't mean to burden ya
If you got a man since then, I
want no fame
Bars hot like a blue flame
I'm white like I'm colegate
Rap is my soulmate
I'm cleaning my whole plate
I'm feeling so great
All you care
[Alvin, speaking]
And further more, my dear friends,
what this country needs is a great leader!
Me! I promise you TWO bicycles in every garage,
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