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Guess Who White Room

In a white room with black curtains Near the stations black roof country No gold pavements tired starlings Silver horses ran down moonbeams In your dark

Second guessing and it's almost like you're begging for my help Like I'm your leader, you're supposed to fucking be my mentor I can endure no more, I demand you remember who

to destroy you And there's a million of us just like me Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like

ain't got on panties so damn it, it's in the signs Somebody's getting fucked tonight to my surprise Enter the room with the cat ass eyes Rochelle's who

hear dem boys come'n Who am I you ask me you know it's 'bout that grammar From any state it don't matter, from here to Montana From white girls name

s, Jackson's no room for George yeh, the fear of God's in you muthaf-ckers this art imitate my life you WorldStarHipHop fame based off imitation white

'd fucking die, But I electrify, get electricuted, executed by an executioner Of my flow too wit for the human eye to detect zooming by G-g-g-guess who

tact Who in the world wanna problem with that? For real I heard Harlem is back Who in the world wanna problem with that? Uh yea Harlem is back Who

97 and call my publicist tell her we impressed heaven no one gives a shit except some kids who just got into sex on the internet so you want the chat room