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Who are you?
Who are you?
I'l tell you who iam
I'm Whitie
Im da gangsta round hear
If you dont know who i am you better respect me
I got something better than you i got flow
If you catt my lyrics you better stop otherwise
Theres gonna be some gunshot blow
This aint no show
You cum down my endz you'll get smacket up
I aint no pussy
Fuck with Whitie are u kiddng
Now i know you have no intrest in living
Cause i'm a grown man son i'll slaughter you
Make your ma wish that her fat ass aborted you
My techniques bizare and ill
I scar and kill

Who are you?
You better reconize me like
I look familar
I'll crack your shoulder blade youll fall to the floor so fast
You'll make hitler start turning in his grave
I may be white
But i aint no wigga
Broth i'm a stone cold killa
When im finished with you gonna be shook
You'll be fucked up so badly you got seven times jooked
Your'e a wast of space
I could let ma home boy snypa to finish ya
But dat's no fun
Broth look every time i lift up my hand you get shook
Even at home you get done
By your marge
She comes after you wid bambo
You stink aswell can't you afford to get shampoo
I'm gonna leave this shit for some other time
But dont forget da name !! WHITIE !!