I don't want to face the day the day, today Long nights leave me stranded Black visions, danger signs No love- I need protection Feels like I'm on
Übersetzung: Great White. Face The Day.
sing, Oh one day by the door, through the window he saw A single white feather lying on the floor. She was there no more... Now that great lord is dying
face Bitch I'm walkin' in the door like I own the place Just gimme one mic, I'm the dopest look How to Be a White Rapper - I wrote the book And that's
Wait wait, did I just go almost four bars without talking about my big dick? The other day me and your thick bitch had a great day and we ate cake And
and bless me with a gem in the Caribbean Skiin' off by P.M. Snatch Canadian cream with Scandinavians Fellatium style, play it like thirty-two Arabians The greatest
snatch son Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his eardrum Piss run, you drop thinkin you shot Screamin like a bitch, kicks to your face Shots to
with a black leather bag A figure in white with a bloody black flag KZ Nekromancer I remember the bunker We knew that our day would come Here's a new
We had our first little fight, it's jealousy Her face turned red my face turned white Again and again I say Let's pretend it's our last day
bout me.. My throwback game is whiffle wicked Saint Patties day, green pinstripe, number 20 Mark Spitz'n Jersey ooh-wee with the matchin Nu*Wear fitted White
's Day and I'm really upset (Where you at Rock, where you at) You know, we planned this whole thing around you Well Father's Day was the other day and
Slate up And tell em da money man done slipped and got his throat cut And everything that we took from the warehouse I heard somebody talkin 'bout it at the White
you somethin bout me.. My throwback game is whiffle wicked Saint Patties day, green pinstripe, number 20 Mark Spitz'n Jersey ooh-wee with the matchin Nu*Wear fitted White
: [Intro] "Crrrry" Giant face nigga (giant face nigga) Get it together (get it togheter) I ain't goin nowhere (nowhere) O. Trice (O. Trice) [Verse 1
The full moon's still up there, Like a great white balloon. The owls are a-callin', And they're singin' my tune. The night keeps a-callin'. I wish the day
m smarter than computers that know how to fix they own glitch I'll leave you face down, like chicks who lick they own tits And from this day forward,
will see the great horizon The velvet sails of my ship in the night Give away the colors of the faces delight Land ho' was the cry of the day As I turned
face, don't expect me to panic I gave up on suicide, y'all have to take me off this planet Weathermen pop out like a great white shark when it's snackin
