Still the man with the pan
This the land of the white man
Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days
In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave
She is far bizarre
Down the street to the car,
Zero options to choose
From the gutter to the roof
Thinkin of the the dreams
I give bitches dick and leave
You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.
Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes
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