anyway White boys with tattoos, pointing right at you We are breaking everything, rowdy like a classroom Pack of wolves 'cause we don't follow the rules And when you're running
anymore, let's put this aside I'll scream with my last breath, a??I'm alrighta?? All we have left is all we lay next to White boys, start your own KKK
. To breathe is not enough. Yes sir, I Will. When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed, Blue and white normally, but strange ringed like that
Pail face and I'm proud to be that dude Make up some more shit to me white boy I be that too cause I'm a White boy cracker hoocie weado Damn do' evil
kiss and hugs, watching our huns gettin it on in the mud And it's all because, I accumulated enough stretch my chick mastebated me ejaculatin And it's white
[Chorus] Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten From the Battery to the top of Manhattan Asian, Middle Eastern and Latin Black, white, New York you make it
drank I sip My candy drip when I buy a car we dranking when I buy the bar If I could i'll boxed up cause I feel like running in the double car Slim Thug
Lahaina just like the missionaries did, so many years ago They even brought a neon sign:"Jesus is coming" Brought the white man's burden down Brought the white
And represent the south 3rd ward calliope (fiend) I dropped on the streets Like cocked 9's or spray painted stop signs Niggas gettin knock down Needles in white
I have to say And remember the times that we've shown you the way With so many faces And remember the times that we've shown you the way We can
ends-for now) [Stan:] There's a bunch of birds in the sky, and some deer just went running by, oh the snow's pure and white on the Earth rich and brown
'll rise so we fight today, And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say, 'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. White boys with tattoos
running round, setting petrol bombs off? And if there was no police force, tell me what you'd do If thirty thousand rioters came running after you? And
and last, High class, white trash, Rolling a classic hovercraft. In strange days, The wickedest ways Become the norm. But it?s far from the norm When we perform. Check it. B-boys
Come on, come one, come on Let me show you what its all about! Come on, come one, come on Let me show you what its all about! Come on, come one, come on Let me show
dick like a Michael film No Neverland Ranch or a Running Man jam Just a hundred-man camp go-go-gonna blam blam R-r-running stance man with a ton of damn
Gang! Yea, Chad West on the track Sigel, Neef Buck, Peedi Crack, O and Sparks, Freeweezy Yea State Prop Boys back in town Backblock boys, pop boys, back
rise so let's fight today, You know, I don't give a fuck what you think or say, 'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. White boys with tattoos
