just a black man trapped in this white world I'm just a black man trapped in this white world I'm just a black man trapped in this white world I'm just a black
译文: 法师P. 黑与白.
fight with this white kid today at school. P: Son, didn't I tell you I don't want you fighting? Kid: But he called me a nigger. [Master P] I'm just a black
mon, say what?) See me, only me (yeah, I see you) The Underboss of this holocaust (let's go) Truly yours, Frank White [Chorus - Busta Rhymes] - w/ ad libs from P
search it And find out how hard I gotta work ya It?s your fremme neppa venette It?s your fremme neppa venette (Come on) Boys, boys, all type of boys Black, white
got scratch like a DJ I used to want to be like, I used to want to be like Mike, but the man in the mirror don't know if he's black or white And that
them dimes, but in hindsight Almost turned on my family for the limelight And I'mma go see God when the times right They say the purly gates white but my President black
Another beat that's so strong Hold on and I get wicked in this song Stir up shit as the wit gets wisdom P-Dog comin' up, I'm staying low Pro-black and
at this niggaz longevity, to make a big play But then it might be a mistake 'Cuz if I get sent to D C, I'm sendin' dice to DE With three P's, so when
DJ I used to want to be like, I used to want to be like Mike, but the man in the mirror don't know if he's black or white And that makes me mad (Backwards
Kat and Chippy D My next freestyle I'ma blast through WikiLeaks {"Put some money on it"} Maserati ridin with that Mary on It's a black and white thang
' again He tried to be the next Frank White and Escobar Pickin' up coke a fiend holds it in a seperate car Cooks it up till it's bright white, cut it
fake mac, you can't count that Hop all off then I bounce back Got 'em looking a wolf pack outback I'm from where them Goat, Goat, shout that Ask Master P
mind? (i dont really think so) I guessed them goals that we set in the day, they actually came to be. (yup yup) but now I'm lookin at a black white paper
what you askin' me? You get no tax from me I got whites, natives, and Mexicans, and blacks with me I'm tryin' get up there with Master P, pass the D '
y'all turn the whack off The radio stereo here we go, flow and blow Puerto Rico, South side, Latin, you're feed pattern Black people mingle, white people
unknown things that seem impossible possible Mastering all obstacles, and all courses Striving to absorb the Earth's forces [Poetic] Yo we never wack, clever rap, stay forever black
Rican body, she's a hottie I ain't Slick Rick but +La Di Da Di+ And who's the fly white girl, she ain't that tall So them P. Miller jeans look like two
