it ain't a phony My cellular bananular phone Don't need quarters, don't need dimes to call a friend of mine Don't need computer or TV to have a real
me stressed, my crews the best And they got my back, my bodyguard Kev may give you a smack But he'll leave you alone if you behave this ain't White Castle
rains that drive me ape Of their white fear Through the television in my eyes in my ears Racism ! separation ! media ! So I guess you can say I'm an angry brotha Can't play my
rims So roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac coupe Deville If my tapes and my CDs just don't sell, I bet my cabby will Well it was just sundown in small white
'83 Cadillac Coup de Ville If my tapes and my CD's just don't sell, I bet my caddy will Well, it was just sundown in a small white town They call it
) But now we can move on put that on my tombstone (We are because I am, ain't hard to understand it) Far from a shootin' star (Rather play on my planet
spoke I wasn't trying to hear it ,cause I knew he was a real good person And this didn't seem like it was in his spirit He couldn't believe as much as
good workin with my hands My generation never understood workin for the man And, of bein broke I ain't a fan Now I stand in the same spot, as my old man My
be a poet 'Cuz I don't wanna blow it I don't care to win awards All I wanna do is dance (Yeah) Play music, sex, romance And try my best to never get
, you don't stop Rock the riddle that will make your body rock Well so far you've heard my voice But I brought two friends along And next on the mike is my
cowboy, and learn a crack a whip Stand up in that lonely street, two six guns on my hip Along the mighty Beatles came, and everyone went ahhh They could play and sing
looking for the right woman to give my last name. I wanna a big wedding with all the expensive rings, Huge ice sculptures spelling out yo name, white
white suburban kids Cause he ain't in the streets, he ain't cooking soft, or selling bricks He can't handle beef, he don't know what a two time felon
very modest fee Then I went looking for a place to play If you've ever had a hat and didn't wear one then you'll know The way a country singer made a
??c??a??e?????c??ABC Bie ren zai wan you xi, wo que kao zai qiang bi bei wo de ABC When other kids are playing games, I am leaning on the wall memorizing my
world is my home And it's over the fields with my pack on my back And over the fields with my great heavy sack With the holes in my shoes and my toes
pain, but my name ain't sting Or roger clinton, I'm not riding off my brothers fame Cause all you sap suckers don't even know my brothers name Bill ritchie
over Why does this feel so good Won't somebody tell me while I'm alive Why can't I withstand my lust is so much stronger than my love for life (It's