Anything goes The world has gone mad today And good's bad today And black's white today And day's night today When most guys today That women prize today Are just silly gigolos So though I'm not a great romancer

Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight

It ain't safe, it ain't safe If I hit it one time I'ma pipe her If I hit it two times then I like her If I fuck three times I'ma wife her It ain't safe for the black or the white girls Tell your man pipe up Nigga, pipe up Hunnid bands from the safe In

Releasing the fear White knuckle blackout, adrenaline rush Wide-eyed and red-faces, my skin hot and flushed The hair stands up down the backside of my neck Veins are a racetrack for fuel that I need Life on the edge is the bread which I feed Standing

Not everything is always black or white Sometimes we're living in the gray Living in the gray You got something to say? Should I wait and listen? Sounds unfocused to me, and your heart is missing Cold, stubborn, and so vain, With every breath you're

I'm a white black candy, yeah And I'm with you, I'ma go in your body Put on you some Louis swag Everything that you are I'ma Gucci Gucci gang Tu vas bomber à Gucci gang Plein de mala à Gucci gang Tu vas couler à Gucci gang Gucci Gucci gang, gang

This world was made for all men We pledge allegiance All our lives To the magic colors Red, blue and white But we all must be given The liberty that we defend For with justice not for all men History will repeat again

And I, I, I don't care if it kills me tonight 'Cause I, I, I I'll be loving these scars for life! So I, I, I don't care if it kills me tonight 'Cause I, I I'll be loving these scars for life! I think scars are beautiful I think black is white I'm stuck

That was us Yeah, here's to us I got my mail today, Just the kind that miss us A bunch of bills I can't pay, I guess their shit outta luck But there was one from an old friend, Brought back memories Black and white from way back when

This the type of shit to make the hood go crazy On the interstate doin' 180 She said, "do it for me, baby" Took a double shot and then we all went crazy White girls go crazy Black girls go crazy College girls go crazy Saturday mornin', I ain't gotta work