White Boy - Haystak

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what I'm saying Big, Haystak Street
Flavor Records b, h***represent, I
remember when I was young All
my people told me I could Be
anything I wanted to be when I grew up You
know what I'm saying unless, of course You,
was a big old white boy from Tennessee
that wanted to be a rap star And
that was f gay***impossible I

over came opsticals did what they said couldn't be done I
went from murder dog to vibe I'm? the one The
only one who made it out the lower class Before
it was cool to be white trash You
can't change the world so why try Watch
them chains to tidies From
fist fights to drive bys I
be out there late night and I might die So
when I'm gone say goodbye to that white guy I

dedicate this to the hags and fags Who
associate Haystak with racism and rebel flags You
f gay***b h***When
you mention me speak on killer weed and body bags How
I'm pro abortion And? burning the flag My
grand daddy's mammy was half Cherokee My
grand mamma family came from Ireland and Germany And
me I'm just a mixed breed from Tennessee Everything
you fake mother fuckers pretend to be [Hook

]:White
boy cracker hoocie weado Damn
do evil blue eyed devil Pail
face and I'm proud to be that dude Make
up some more s titto me white boy I
be that too You've

been running your mouth for the past ten years But
never ran a mother f gay***thing 'round here Pioneers
lets get one thing clear We
been making music for years ya hear Hardcore
you better ask about hay I
get love 'round the way like e-40 in the bay I'm
from the land of the brave Home
of the free And
there's five million other fools just like me We

the have-nots little badass kids Momma
doing bad dad, der doing a bid And
we was set free to do as we please Reek
havoc on the streets of our communities And
we didn't have no curfew We
didn't have no rules We
don't need no book bags cause we don't go to school Imagine
my middle finger In
the mother fuckin sky Screaming
cwb till I die Lil
player lil, [Hook

]:White
boy cracker hoocie weado Damn
do evil blue eyed devil Pail
face and I'm proud to be that dude Make
up some more s titto me white boy I
be that too Hey

bro what you looking for Twenty
Auh
twenty I, don't have no twenties But
I got some fat dimes Auh
you like that huh Come
back and f k**with your people ya hear Born

a b d*****child who struggled with love We
congregated on the corners puffin and pushing dubs A
lack of love a lack of understanding A
lack of compassion a lack of better parenting The
sad thing is either they don't know Don't
show Or
just don't care well, That
is till tad and brad Come?
to school with gauges And
start shooting up the rich kids in the faces Mom
and dad ducked the issues "It
was the crowd they hung around Music
that they listed to" White
boys been dying around here for years But
it never make cnn You
know why We
were put here to die So
when we kill one another It
comes as no surprise We
animals in their eyes I
represent the tribe when I'm behind the mic Can't
tell me nothing about no damn stereotype [Hook

]:White
boy cracker hoocie weado Damn
do evil blue eyed devil Pail
face and I'm proud to be that dude Make
up some more s titto me white boy I
be that too
Artist: Haystak
Title: White Boy