Lyrics:
back in your arms
Red eyes, red wine, shit's overdrawn
Dark skies, little white lies
I don't want to fall back, I just want to pause (I don't want
those sweet white lies
Those lullabies
And I'll pretend that nothing's changed
That you and I are still the same
Just tell me all those sweet white lies
You're full of bullshit
Blank stares
White lies
But girl, I'll never change you
Never take you, from here
You're a Picasso
Ballerina
Je t'aime Paris
my emotions
They’re somewhere stranded in the middle of the sea
They’re saying goodbyes
Telling white lies
Chasing what it means to be free
There’s
with sorrow
As long as you wake up
You keep wandering the ground
Trying to find the white in all the lies told around
As long as you wake up
You'll keep
Babylon what a gwaan
Lies of politician
Jah Jah people know
Let me see your hand
Babylon what a gwaan
Is not a competition
No matter black or white
No
makes the colours
Violently dull
White lies will see
Terrified masks bleed
Dandylion claws on standby
Stand by cloudy weather
I lean on this, lean
can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
Man, them other niggas, y'all
instance, how to be persistent
In telling non-whites you can't earn sh-
F- progression, it's the past you must live in
We got the rich and spoiled acting like
instance, how to be persistent
In telling non-whites you can't earn shit
Fuck progression, it's the past you must live in
We got the rich and spoiled acting
Toes in the sand on a snow white beach
Gotta go crazy cos i made a new beat
Feel it in my body to the soles of my feet
I been working hard man i
Like Ink Nigga
Now Back To The Topic Niggas Now How I'm Rockin
Leave Yo Girl At Home Fa Lil Bosie Become Yo Problem
Friday Got On My Glasses Saturday Got
I'm who these hataz hate to the 3rd degree
They say I'm too gutta homie for TV
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see
But I'm
goodbyes
So so long
So so long
So so long
Now
No more white lies
You used to be the one true thing in my world
You told me that you loved me
My feets are clean they white
G fazos on feet so nice
She finding her purpose on telling me lies
But purposely I always choose to confide
In case I
on a Saturday night
It was tragic, it's there on the street
The quicksilver and the warm jets
Make your leopard-skin dream complete
Intrigued by alcove
I'm glad that Monday is done
Then Wednesday
And Thursday fly by
Then on Friday and Saturday night
We get happy till Sunday is through
Siesta
on some let's take a flight and leave out the country
I move by my lone I ain't join fraternities
Move by my lone I don't need no company
I move by my lone
Get your fuckin' Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it, spit it (woo)
Y'all faggot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live
Creep through in a white five
wasn't gonna sit around and wait
But this guy was wise to all the lies
And he flies out the door with the easy money
Oh because there ain't no man
wasn't gonna sit around and wait
But this guy was wise to all the lies
And he flies out the door with the easy money
Oh because there ain't no man
lies for fact
(Substitute) I can see right through your plastic mac
(Substitute) I look all white, but my dad was black
(Substitute) my fine looking
I'm a devil, I'm a villain
Aggressive driver with a casual expression
"Equinsu ocha" (white devil)
Just the guy from the "11th dimension"
Lies
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve vai
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