Lyrics:
white everything, nah I ain't racist
But I damn sho ain't gon fuck with you niggas
You tryina rob?
Nah nigga I ain't fuckin witcha
You tryina steal?
Nah
or cook me dinner
But I'll do it all for you if you give me a chance, boo
Come on now, we can spend Arabian Nights
I could take you to my mosque and we
many drugs, I can't feel my own back
We just hit the store, yeah
I came in wit' my dad (ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Got all the fuckin' food
And I think
this particular battle
Smack hit my line
I told him what I want, we hung up the phone
The next day he hit a nigga back
Now I have no moral to this story
Travel to Nebraska just to build
My own White House got all your haters mad I
Got the cornhusks with me
Dealt it in my hand to backhand
This fuckin
(Kane Spoken)
Most Wanted Records is now opening up shop.
'Bout to get y'all niggas hooked on this shit.
What's up to all the fly niggas and bitches
grade
That's why you making minimum wage or slanging rocks for chump change
a lot of people died for the right to vote
We don't use white
forgive me if I bust my Nine
I don't wanna get locked up like Shyne
But that's what you get when you're
(Fuckin' widda team
You're fuckin' widda team)
I
stuff
And then maybe police would stop killin' you fucks
Yo, what the fuck? I'm not racist
It's like we livin' in the same buildin' but split into two
Pray y'all ain't betting
With that Intuition
Fuckin listen
Prime time
Beats by Ashton
I know when he hear that shit
And see we made a classic
Been a soul
a herd of cows
They're the fuckin' pigs
We're all black white or some color that is in between
And we will all stand together
It don't matter what
and got out my major
I was dedicated
Dreaming about them flows
But now the flows are what we elevated
Palamino penthouse graduated the rent house
Forty
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
smoke it away, he don't register pain
They call him Veli he a villain
He might show you a brain
That nigga Veli make it scary
He bring fire like Kane
You
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
bullet holes in your Bourbons and 'Lacs
The only thing we give them hoes is a dick and a smack
Gangstafied Kane and Abel you know the camouflage
tell ya, we bout it
Soldiers out there tech, bustin don't think
Lose ya life if you blink
Fuckin with them soldiers on the tank, cause
We No Limit
we could make more
Nigga i'm out in St croix with
In fuckin' on Playboy bitches (Haha)
They wanna arrest us rappers
And make more prisons (Why?)
'Cause
to pocket check you
For fuckin' what?
There hasn't been a dollar in
Those jeans since '07 dude really a bum
Nigga is you silly or dumb?
You went from beggin'
the Microphone Nut's loose
And you're wonderin' how the fuck did
This madman get cut loose?
From 25 consecutive 25-to-life bids
For murderin' up some fuckin' white
(Kane & Abel talking)
Sometimes, these buster ass niggas fall in love with these
trick ass hoes
You know what I'm saying, they forget about their
shit of the year (Nasir Jones)
(Remix)
EPMD, we back in business
Ain't nobody fuckin' with us, come to your senses (uh)
P is the second coming
stopping us, oh no, we destined
And everybody 'round you is so basic
I'm never rockin' white, I'm like a racist
I don't drink my liquor with a chase in
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