April 25th, it's up around 80 Found a spot out in the park where the grass is shady She said her mom's from Jamaica Said her father's from Haiti Such
is high, my mind is free Met a shorty with some back call her destiny She showed me all my fates My stream of conscious navigates I orbit around the sun at
They call me White devil, black Jesus Heaven closes, hell freezes Ego's trippin' Scripts keep flippin' Bloods keep bloodin' Crips keep crippin' Time
[1st child] Uncle Whitey! Uncle Whitey, could you tell us a bedtime story? [2nd child] Dat's 'at! We wanna hear a bedtime story [1st child] Please! Could
trouble? Lookin' at the two who go back like Chuck's (Everlast: way back) With the hand on the pump by the big black trucks (Everlast: fools) You can'
Sometimes when I'm asleep I still call your name Back when I was young I used to dream of fame Now they all point they fingers sayin' who's to blame
Watching the sun shine Peeking over the sky line Thinking I gotta get mine Gotta try at least one time Wanna get near it Close enough to fear it Close
Side by side we fell asleep in her mother's bed She stepped inside of me Said don't ever lie to me This heart of mine can be yours Yeah that's what she
A trust betrayed a rusty blade Standing the edge I walked the line, paid my fine Hope I know the ledge Actual facts, unnatural acts Sins they take their
mack auther with Everlast it's true Do what you want do One, two [Everlast] Mary Jane wanna run smoke reefer Little Ricky's out sniffin' rock Cynthia
We're all gonna die When I was a very young boy, mamma told me we're all gonna die Mamma said son love can't be trusted, it's just another weakness We
in jeapordy Threats to the right, amigos to the left of me Part of me's hellish, part of me's heavenly (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...) Boy, that's my name
s a monster Livin' under my bed Whisperin' in my ear And there's an angel With her hand on my head She say I got nothing to fear There's darkness Livin
Wish I could see beyond the filthy blue horizon See what lies ahead of me Perhaps I'd see the path of my own destruction And avoid my destiny, She
We're all gonna die When I was a very young boy, mama told me we all gonna die Mama said son love can't be trusted, it's just another weakness We all
her favorite law Never speaks a word in my defense Just forget about me My spirit's weak, my lust will thrive Got a thing for this bitch, said her name's
never put no one else above me Except her monkey, she's like a junkie, just like a junkie, just like a junkie It's April 25th, it's up around 80 Found
