White riot, I want to riot White riot, a riot of my own Just what they're told to And nobody wants To go to jail Black man gotta lotta problems But they don't mind throwing a brick White people go to school Where they teach you how to be thick

You're a star Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me Oh no, don't be shy You don't know how you took it You just know what you've got Oh Lordy, you've been stealing From the thieves and you got caught In the headlights of a stretch car Dressing like your

Oh, oh, oh, Jamie's cryin' She wants to send him a letter, yeah yeah Just to try to make herself feel better It said, "Give me" ("Give me a call sometime") But she knows what that'll get her She saw the look in his eyes And she knew better He wanted her

These days of preference has no complexion You could be light, dark, mixed or fair skin Just light the candle, (gold sweats) down the handle, life's a gamble And she know, love with me is like a sea note, a side a Reno A couple white lies, a cup of white

Just call this shit HiiiPower Five star dishes, food for thought bitches You can't resist his HiiiPower Throw your hands up for HiiiPower Visions of Martin Luther staring at me Nigga nothing less than HiiiPower Frightening, so fucking frightening Who

Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here doin' what I gotta do For me and you and we eatin' So bitch why the fuck is you trippin'. I'm takin' these chances my head to the sky, my feet on the ground My fingers to the judge if the money don't move Then

End of times, just kill the quietude Hear my cries, and start the countdown Bury my crimes, somewhere deep within It's not that complicated Simply I just worship chaos No peace of mind from quietude Haunting nightmares follow thru The panic that lingers

You can get it, you can get it And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want Poetic justice, put it in a song If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it? I mean you need to hear this Every second,

If tomorrow was today It would yesterday The sun is surely just a thought away Where visions that men fail To put to words to tale And music that they try but cannot play You're right it's just a dream, your company so kind Hold very tightly please and

Land of the free, land of the free In the land of the free I'm standing crying (oh oh oh oh) Can't wipe the wind-blown smile from across my face It's just the old man in me Washing his truck at the Sinclair station In the land of the free (ooh) His