Im White Your Wrong
1st verse, still rainin, since i got outta bed
Im devastated from the way that , everything is so wet.
I watch the fairly odd parents just to pass on the time
but mothafuck its still just rainin outside….
Well Im white your wrong, I wont be fallin from the top
I got the Hip Hop crown and now im moving on to pop
then on to, modern rock, folk, latin, then trance.
and an emmy for each cd that i put in your hands
I probly sold more copies than my label could print
I got more cash then im willing to spend
ill throw it in, raining money in the club
dont say that K has never shown yall love…..
Invite you to my crib to frame you breaking in
shake your hand then start screaming it was self defense.
as your body bends, around the pressure of my bat
like the bumper of your car im bangin out your fat
they say white boys are whack, well im white your wrong
If Im smooth your rough
and this is my tough love
I win my battles from above
droppin bombs on your heads
could safely say in every state could meet with one of my kids.
my family tree runs so deep
branches broke down from weight
i gots a forest full bitches with my same last name
