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Текст песни Haystak - White Boy

Haystak - White Boy слова песни

Know what I`m saying, Big HaystakStreet Flavor Records, bitch, representI remember when I was youngAll my people told me I couldBe anything I wanted to be when I grew upYou know what I`m saying, and that`s it for usI was a big old white boy fromTennessee that wanted to be a rap starAnd that was fucking impossibleI over came opsticals did what they said couldn`t be doneI went from murder dog to fire?? I`m the oneThe only one who held it down for white classBefore it was cool to be white trashYou can`t change the world so why tryWatch them chains to tidiesFrom fist fights to drive bysI be out there late night and I`m white guySo when I`m gone say goodbye to that white guyI dedicate this to the hags and fagsWho associate Haystak with racism and rebel flagsYou fucking bitchWhen you mention me speak on killer weed and body bagsHi proportion? And burning the flagMy grand daddy`s mammy was half CherokeeMy grand mamma family came from an island in GermanyAnd me I`m just a mixed breed from TennesseeEverything you fake mother fuckers pretend to be[HOOK]White boy cracker hoocie weadoDamn do evil blue eyed devilPail face and I`m proud to be that dudeMake up some more shit to me white boyI be that tooYou`ve been running your mouth for the past ten yearsBut never ran a mother fucking thing `round herePioneers lets get one thing clearWe been making music for years ya hearHardcore you better ask about hayI get love `round the way like e-40 in the bayI`m from the land of the braveHome of the freeAnd there`s five million other fools just like meWe the have-nots little badass kidsMomma doing bad, dad der doing a bidAnd we was set free to do as we pleaseReek havoc on the streets of our communitiesAnd we didn`t have no curfewWe didn`t have no rulesWe don`t need no book bags cause we don`t go to schoolImagine my middle fingerIn the mother fuckin skyScreaming CWB till I dieLil player, lil[HOOK]White boy cracker hoocie weadoDamn do evil blue eyed devilPail face and I`m proud to be that dudeMake up some more shit to me white boyI be that tooHey bro what you looking forTwentyAuh twenty, I don`t have no twentiesBut I got some fat dimesAuh you like that huhCome back and fuck with your people ya hearBorn a bastard child who struggled with loveWe congregated on the corners puffin and pushing dubsA lack of love a lack of understandingA lack of compassion a lack of better parentingThe sad thing is either they don`t knowDon`t showOr just don`t care, wellThat is till tad and rad?Come to school with gaugesAnd start shooting up the rich kids in the facesMom and dad ducked in their shoes"It was the crowd they hung aroundMusic that they listed to"White boys been dying around here for yearsBut it never make CNNYou know whyWe were put here to dieSo when we kill one anotherIt comes as no surpriseWe animals in their eyesI represent the trial when I`m behind the micCan`t tell me nothing about no damn stereotype[HOOK]White boy cracker hoocie weadoDamn do evil blue eyed devilPail face and I`m proud to be that dudeMake up some more shit to me white boyI be that too

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