the deep marshes constraining the black king, with the emerald sword again in his hands, not to move... they became soon food for the slimy snakes of
with me Run with me Run with me Let's run Some outlaws lived by the side of the lake The minister's daughter's in love with the snake Who lives in a
You need be snaking and popping Snaking and popping yeah hoe Mag made the song Yall niggas still popping and locking Aint no zone (?) a white girl I
trapped twenty thousand fathoms beneath the sea of reality, they can't inhale deep, devils have em Stagnant, a trapping, the .45 magnum And shatter bone fragments Cops love
snaking and popping Snaking and popping yeah hoe Mag made the song Yall niggas still popping and locking Aint no zone (?) a white girl I aint turbo rocking
outlawz boyz in blue (Southern smoke nigga) More money more problems I'm back in court Baby momma tryin to stick me with that child support White folks
They say there he sits in his big white wicker rocker, Eatin' candy-coated cashews, sippin' orange lemonade, While a sweet young thing fans the flies
I went to Staten Island, Sharon To buy myself a mandolin And I saw the long white dress of love On a storefront mannequin Big boat chuggin' back with
[Canibus] Yo, yo, let me explain something so that you understand You will never be iller than the Canibus man You could be male, female, black, white
negativity Only if he had one love, trust for liberty this world would be a better place, get what it takes in a race to racism replace the snake in em
this wraith whose fate was hung Between forgiveness and the damage done An electric scent over drear decay Lent a violent surge to their serenades Through white
blunts Deep dish pizza, chicken wings, public transportation Through raps I receive emancipation I used to get teased like you wouldn't believe Black kids called me white just because I could read White
youngins like a cobra snake Cross bite, drizzy-nigga, nobody as cold as drake Keep your ass inline; don't be trying to roller skate Fuck all the discrete shit; I get on some deep
drop sand, we will burn you Ashes to ashes, dust to dust [Thee Undatakerz] Yeah, that's right We're gonna bury you six feet deep Six feet deep Ha ha
well scar up ya grill while I'm fuckin a hundred sluts The white Dolemite I wanna see Janet Jackson deep throat a mic it's only right You're a snake you
are trapped twenty thousand fathoms beneath the sea of reality, they can't inhale deep, devils have em Stagnant, a trapping, the .45 magnum And shatter bone fragments Cops love