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Whitey
(Whitey, Whitey)...It's my love. Punk rock to ska, disco to blues. Yo, my blue seude shoes got stepped on. Slept on, the style that I hustle. You want to flex then punk make a muscle.
Work Is Bond
I break it off like a Kit Kat. Cause ya can't get that worthwile style. Underground sound. So your frontin tryin to fake it. Complain you never make it.
Word Is Bond
Uh, word is bond. I'm a numba 1. Grab your chest. Getcha lead outcha asshole. Getcha lead outcha asshole. Getcha lead outcha asshole. Getcha lead outcha asshole.
While I'm Here
While I'm here, I'd like to thank. While I'm here, I'd like to thank. While I'm here, I'd like to thank. While I'm here, I'd like to thank. . Cockni O'Dire and my man, Divine.
Where I'm From
That's where I'm from. That's where I'm from. . Back in the hub we used to drop madel, contemplate in hell. The stories I could tell would freak your mind and wreck your brain.
What's That Smell
Baby, because. (I say, "Lord, have mercy"). This is for all you dirty bitches out there. Suck up on this motherfuckin' nuts. (I say, "Lord, have mercy").
What It's Like
We've all seen a man at the liquor store beggin' for your change. The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange. He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes.
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