White Rapper
It's blissful as the angels sing
The cherub's rock and seraph's drum
Obsessing over cadences
'Til kicks are snared and bells are rung
I enter in the industry
I'm shaking hands with Satans son
I'm face to face with the devil
I'ma take em one on one
My only opposition is the one I put before me
Most of the time it's me in the mirror
Fighting for clearer- visual warning
Now I'm performing, in love with the light
This is a heist, now give me the mic
I'll take it from here, just please steer clear
Of touching my ground, lightning might strike
Oh how ironic?
I'm looking down...
My body's here
My soul? Out of bounds...
Man, it's feeling like Heaven tonight
But dam am I one hell of a sight
Just quit with your gripe
I put up a fight
This not what I do...
This is my life
Born in the home of hip-hop
Not too far from Jay-Z
What can I do about it?
This the culture that raised me
As history repeats
Police are brutal in the streets
I understand, as a man
Hip-hop was never for me
Oh morning glory...
What does it mean?
To hold or touch a dream?
Have you ever been, just so close then its ripped away, so cynically?
I'm clinically, the epitome, of real mc's, 'cause lyrically, they're feelin' me
My booth's doused in kerosene
But, in two thousand seventeen
Who's out who's pedigree
Is methlyamine?
And compounds with zen and peace?
I've been around and fed the beast
I've settled down, then rose out east
I'm in the clouds, these highs I reach
I've been about - no lies I speak
And they announce - here's Frankie Zing
But there's another white boy on stage
Screaming the N word
He was accepted and I was rejected
'Cause the whole crowd that I brought was white
Except for a few who don't compare me to
The absence of light
And I was astounded
But, I rebounded like
I'ma kill this stage on sight
And so I did
And the crowd went crazy
And you can tell this more than hype
And this my fight
Yea this my fight
All these songs and wrongs I right
Better know that's right
I'm 'bout to birth a new generation
I'll wait for gifts, check the registration
Born in the home of hip-hop
Not too far from Jay-Z
What can I do about it?
This the culture that raised me
As history repeats
Police are brutal in the streets
I understand, as a man
Hip-hop was never for me
But, if I can spit it with the best of 'em
What's my skin color matter?
Oh what a time to be a white rapper
I in my mind, see reality a crime when
You have to choose between selling your soul or living a lie
The life of an artist, struggle regardless
We always want more until we're lost
My heart is such a fortress and my mind is just a mosh pit
Head full of dreams...
Sometimes I'm way too cautious
But, it ain't what it seems
I'm sparring on Mars with Martians
Or warding off dogs in Auschwitz
While war is just causing profits
I'm far off from more than nauseous
As corruption gorges pockets
This we shouldn't be privy to
If I go back in time
Find me in the grassy knoll
In a ghillie suit
Waitin' to, assassinate, JFK's, killer criminals
Maybe then, all of blacks and Democrats wouldn't
Be so harshly ridiculed...
By society, for no reason
I'm a patriot, boy, no treason
I don't need the Fifth Amendment
My actions do all speaking, now
I ain't pickin' a party
God is my only army
As they're trying to make me rap's fall guy
Oswald, Lee Harvey
Born in the home of hip-hop
Not too far from Jay-Z
What can I do about it?
This the culture that raised me
As history repeats
Police are brutal in the streets
I understand, as a man
Hip-hop was never for me
But, if I can spit it with the best of 'em
What's my skin color matter?
Oh what a time to be a white rapper
The cherub's rock and seraph's drum
Obsessing over cadences
'Til kicks are snared and bells are rung
I enter in the industry
I'm shaking hands with Satans son
I'm face to face with the devil
I'ma take em one on one
My only opposition is the one I put before me
Most of the time it's me in the mirror
Fighting for clearer- visual warning
Now I'm performing, in love with the light
This is a heist, now give me the mic
I'll take it from here, just please steer clear
Of touching my ground, lightning might strike
Oh how ironic?
I'm looking down...
My body's here
My soul? Out of bounds...
Man, it's feeling like Heaven tonight
But dam am I one hell of a sight
Just quit with your gripe
I put up a fight
This not what I do...
This is my life
Born in the home of hip-hop
Not too far from Jay-Z
What can I do about it?
This the culture that raised me
As history repeats
Police are brutal in the streets
I understand, as a man
Hip-hop was never for me
Oh morning glory...
What does it mean?
To hold or touch a dream?
Have you ever been, just so close then its ripped away, so cynically?
I'm clinically, the epitome, of real mc's, 'cause lyrically, they're feelin' me
My booth's doused in kerosene
But, in two thousand seventeen
Who's out who's pedigree
Is methlyamine?
And compounds with zen and peace?
I've been around and fed the beast
I've settled down, then rose out east
I'm in the clouds, these highs I reach
I've been about - no lies I speak
And they announce - here's Frankie Zing
But there's another white boy on stage
Screaming the N word
He was accepted and I was rejected
'Cause the whole crowd that I brought was white
Except for a few who don't compare me to
The absence of light
And I was astounded
But, I rebounded like
I'ma kill this stage on sight
And so I did
And the crowd went crazy
And you can tell this more than hype
And this my fight
Yea this my fight
All these songs and wrongs I right
Better know that's right
I'm 'bout to birth a new generation
I'll wait for gifts, check the registration
Born in the home of hip-hop
Not too far from Jay-Z
What can I do about it?
This the culture that raised me
As history repeats
Police are brutal in the streets
I understand, as a man
Hip-hop was never for me
But, if I can spit it with the best of 'em
What's my skin color matter?
Oh what a time to be a white rapper
I in my mind, see reality a crime when
You have to choose between selling your soul or living a lie
The life of an artist, struggle regardless
We always want more until we're lost
My heart is such a fortress and my mind is just a mosh pit
Head full of dreams...
Sometimes I'm way too cautious
But, it ain't what it seems
I'm sparring on Mars with Martians
Or warding off dogs in Auschwitz
While war is just causing profits
I'm far off from more than nauseous
As corruption gorges pockets
This we shouldn't be privy to
If I go back in time
Find me in the grassy knoll
In a ghillie suit
Waitin' to, assassinate, JFK's, killer criminals
Maybe then, all of blacks and Democrats wouldn't
Be so harshly ridiculed...
By society, for no reason
I'm a patriot, boy, no treason
I don't need the Fifth Amendment
My actions do all speaking, now
I ain't pickin' a party
God is my only army
As they're trying to make me rap's fall guy
Oswald, Lee Harvey
Born in the home of hip-hop
Not too far from Jay-Z
What can I do about it?
This the culture that raised me
As history repeats
Police are brutal in the streets
I understand, as a man
Hip-hop was never for me
But, if I can spit it with the best of 'em
What's my skin color matter?
Oh what a time to be a white rapper
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Writer(s): Frankie Zingaropoli
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