Whoops I’m An Indian

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The Holocaust & Pro the Leader - Rap

Whoops I’m An Indian

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Duration: 3:19

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[Intro: Alcatraz] Yeah yeah boy Alcatraz Welcome to Alcatraz (Get funky on this one) This is Los Angeles Tokyo Opium This is Los Angeles Tokyo Opium Yo, I drink a cappuccino Ayo, I drink a cappuccino Times of an Angeles Lost, bad Lost Angels city Alcatraz, Alcatraz [Verse 1: Alcatraz] Whoops I'm An Indian, Whoops I'm An Indian Termites and 1938 Lyrics rocking through the Rockies Ask the jailor, chief sailors Flow practise makes perfect and we fools with tools Jiz with no sense, killers are never humorous Fell in a money pit of using this The plant called the Indian Pipe, looks Like you smoke it The plant called the Indian Pipe, looks Like you smoke it Convict pajama world like watching a Nam flick bananas swirl And we're still violating pretty big ladies pickle Drunk bullets to get you meet long trunk Dead sparking a drunk Yeah piece of the Action of My choice missing in the basement Bitch-ass [ __ ] don't wanna see the Babies at Alcatraz don't catch case kids Catch a case Finger is gloomy cat [ __ ] Looks like Trying to reach the moon toss. A teaspoon little wrap China Dish, and call Vic pajama world, like watching a non flick banana swirl, and we're still piloting. Pretty Pink. Ladies, pickle, drunk boneheads to get your meat long, Trump dead skunk in the trunk. Yeah, piece of the action will cost you a pinch of snuff piece of the action will cost you a pinch of snuff and that quarters are filled with big fish. Trying to reach the moon toss. A teaspoon little wrap China Dish. And all I like is my wrist standing, like Charles man sitting in the basement this bitch ass nigga. Don't want to see the base and I'll catch no catch a case. Don't catch a case kid, any L and all that my support. Drop your balloon pop. Yo, where's your candy Jack don't even hand me. Gas cram me in your Dandy hat. You're going to stand in me back. My finger is clammy cat. Go fly a kite and look at the dry mask and fly around and see all around that. Surrounds me, captivating me as a rising technique. So peace from. What's the magnitude that I speak? I can't. Send it into a bloody and destroying you easy list of passing, your comprehension scarecrow and Dustin initiates, with a mindful rigorous training. You can make beats with his eyes closed and dust initiations with a blindfold rigorous train. He can make beat with his eyes. Closed 1938. Yeah, rigorous train. He can make beats with his eyes closed. I sick, I can never defend our friends. And everything. When you need a born alone, die alone for yourself, is how I'm feeling bottom line, I see right through you. Fuck around with the poor. I'm the illness and they

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Credits

Writers
  • The Holocaust
  • Skarekrow
  • Pro the Leader