purple then black like your pupil the stars they start to sparkle in the city below let's go to the city below show me shed your woes like a snake sheds
niggaz sippin' Apple Boone This ain't no white cartoon 'Cuz I be duckin' crazy spades The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy legs Why is the sky blue
as lowly robot to raise to be holy pope and one day rise to interigate the holy ghost (i knew it) holy smokes father black suit white collar kiddie porn dungeon guns and
the children And, it ain't gonna be no children without the men And, you can't have no love without the trust And no, trust can come without communication And
G's and ballers like HSE If I'm chillin with a girl you got to be star Sippin white cup it got to be the bar Blue black and red don't touch my car Screwed
n*ggas can't rule the streets, we send shot Wu-Tang, we rule the east, taking over the block [Raekwon] Aiyo, aiyo, straight funky and polly, blue X '
my mind on your yes And your no, I'll film your face today in the sparkling canals All red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection
midnight sky. A dead snake nailed to the wall, coiled and started to feast upon himself. I'm paranoid! Insects were really angels in guise, and my lover
, he turned them into granades And Just Blaze, 'cause the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And
turned them into granades And Just Blaze, 'cause the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And
and blames me, but nothing was quite what it seemed. Sometimes things work out so strangely that it might as well all be dreamed. The White Cane Fandango The White
Come out to show them Like open the blues up And let some of the blues blood come out to show them Then come out to show them Music bad weed Listening
I'm sayin'? We gon' do a little somethin' like this, ya know what I'm sayin'? (Is they up on this?) Keep it on and on and on and on and Know what I'm
my blunt and my glock in my hand, What's the plan? We bum rushin' all snakes and devils no matter their color, We're the next generation of rebels. Hard-headed, undisciplined and
the Blacks, whites, Mexicans and jacks Slap hoes like a pimp I spit like a snake Get my cash with a rake Break a hoe like a date So, make no mistake I bake cookies and
hype is ever needed To grow and grow, to grow and grow To grow and grow, and grow and grow To grow and grow, and grow and grow Rap taller than Buckwheat
mind on your yes, and on your no. I'll film you face today in the sparkling canals, all red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection