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Low trees bent to lie
Sand white as snow
See birds still unknown fly

Vision by harsh light
Smoke climbs distant scarp
Into such pale blue sky

finally released
In mom's old room
Dresses in line, some blue as the sky
A pink and a red, but one caught my eye
A prom dress I chose, laid out on the bed

Little one in a field by the hillside
Colorful worlds open for those with watchful eyes
Here I stand, a ghost alone in pale white suburbs
Innocence

imitations
Misleading information
GMO Rappers wit their Artificial flavoring
Shackled by the chain call it Record label slavery
The game Sho'll is ugly that's

Yo, I'm a white rapper, I'm a black magician
I'ma have to kick it 'til I'm out of ammunition
The squad is back in business, in fact, we never left

Shallow Graves

Body Count

Born Dead

1994

die in your bullshit wars no more
I won't fight to my death for you
I won't watch my poor mama cry no more
Muthafuck your red, white and blue

Dreams

Grand Puba

Understand This

2001

or some food spots
Some be radio jocks and slice niggas at barber shops
You got blue-collar cats, you got white-collar cats
You got no-collar cats tryin'

Monday morning blues the ones that bring us down 
And I will savour ever second of this sunrise 
It's changing all the colours in my view from white

Manifest destiny left us on our knees
The anger, frustration; in you and me
They want you to kill for the red, white, and blue
And forget that

gone

If the earth is spinning round and flat
Is it legend or historical fact
And the ocean is blue and the sky above too
In locomotion but im digging

young green pines
Swaying in the wind
But the coast was ever in our minds

And then a valley opened up
As wide as the sky
I met a woman with blue eyes

FOLLOW THE SIGN
INTO A BLUE SKY
RIDING THE WHITE LINES
HIGH ABOVE

OVER A LAND
LOOKING SO PEACEFUL
WATCHIN' THE PEOPLE
SMILE AS YOU FLOAT ON BY

a sunny day, why don't we play in Central Park,
Can't even find a cloud in the sky,
No need to stop for a sigh,
We got what money can't buy.

Say, we can

bright blue sky
A single white cloud is passing by
On top of it a choir of angels and an orthodox rabbi, two generals…
And down below I’ll be
Plunging

outrage spills from the king
It doesn't mean anything

I hear the red ones are for blood
And the white ones chosen by God
We stole the stars from the sky

the news

Your heartbeat regressed
Through the night
Struggled to awaken from sleep

I remember the sky that day
How it changed from blue to gray
The cold

a mothafuckin’ dealer 
I guess I gotta smoke 7/Eleven to stay high
I’ma fly in the blue sky, goodbye
No time for fake bitches so prolly I’ll just pass by
You like

blue skies ay

Damn it hurt being alone but that's just growing pains
I know I'll come out stronger cause that's growing pains
Yeah it hurt when you

He pulled up in that old two seater
With a brown paper bag and a white wife-beater
Pulled his dark shades down over his eyes
Thinkin' "man, what

{don't sweat it and the bag couldn't hold me down}

White powder like the snow fall,
A snow globe shookin up in a cold fall, I don't talk in nothin but

Before ryan on itunes
It was just you and i 
Best friends
Way before the tear ducts 
Way before the sluts fuck
And you still called me ryry
White wine

Step outside we've just begun
Blue sky and the warming sun
Let's go walking where we're free to roam
Past the flowering cherry tree
Hand in hand just

Colors make our rainbow a diamond in the sky
Red, high yellow, blue black, faces brown
All shine from within
Under white moon light
Through that dark

Let me start right now, by saying quickly, that I’m back and I ain’t going nowhere. 
Them haters hate but I don’t care , but I gotta stay away I