Lyrics:
White Boys On A Mission

can bust a def rhyme time after time If rap was a mountain, you wouldn't need to climb You see me and Precise got a rhyme that can't miss And if you don

rhymes begin Like a chiller or a thriller from beginnin to end You know a song enough to make the London Bridge fall Mistake us for a king at a masquerade

The White Boys The White Boys The White Boys (Fresh) The White Boys (Fresh) The dope beat's pumpin, cold comin correct The White Boys in full effect

get some And now we got it, we're takin a vow Let it be known: you can't sotp us now You can't stop us now [x2] A stab in the dark, a shield from the

think my hands hurt know I can't serve a nigga that, that my man's work you aint a four wall on hold thats a kitkat another nigga want a heinekin that's a

m on a mission drippin'-a-fog An when it sees a million motherfuckers deceased some of police are brutal hog, I'm actor-baitin' No hesitation to slice a

Hey, I'm already home Hey, I'm already home I'm in the Hall already, on the wall already I'm a work of art, I'm Warhol already On another level, on

noise? I've done touched on everything but little boys That's not a stab at Michael That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho I go a little bit crazy

to exchange I called her up on the phone said, I'll be there in a minute 'Cause all them faces she be making when I'm in it They make a nigga feel like