Dallas ( /ˈdæləs/) is the third-largest city in the state of Texas and the ninth-largest in the United States. The Dallas-Fort Worth metroplex is the largest metropolitan area in the South and fourth-largest metropolitan area in the United States. Divided between Collin, Dallas, Denton, Kaufman, and Rockwall counties, the city had a population of 1,197,816 in 2010, according to the United States Census Bureau.
The city is the largest economic center of the 12-county Dallas–Fort Worth–Arlington metropolitan area (the DFW MSA) that according to the March 2010 U.S. Census Bureau release, had a population of 6,371,773. The metroplex economy is the sixth largest in the United States, with a 2010 gross metropolitan product of $374 billion.
Dallas was founded in 1841 and was formally incorporated as a city in February 1856. The city's economy is primarily based on banking, commerce, telecommunications, computer technology, energy, healthcare and medical research, transportation and logistics. The city is home to the third largest concentration of Fortune 500 companies in the nation. Located in North Texas and a major city in the American South, Dallas is the main core of the largest inland metropolitan area in the United States that lacks any navigable link to the sea.
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Cameron Jibril Thomaz (born September 8, 1987), better known by the stage name Wiz Khalifa, is an American rapper. He released his debut album, Show and Prove, in 2006, and signed to Warner Bros. Records in 2007. His Eurodance-influenced single, "Say Yeah", received urban radio airplay, charting on the Rhythmic Top 40 and Hot Rap Tracks charts in 2008. Khalifa parted with Warner Bros. and released his second album, Deal or No Deal, in November 2009. He released the mixtape Kush and Orange Juice as a free download in April 2010; he then signed with Atlantic Records. He is also well known for his debut single for Atlantic, "Black and Yellow", which peaked at number 1 on the Billboard Hot 100. His debut album for the label, Rolling Papers, was released on March 29, 2011.
Khalifa was born on September 8, 1987 to a mother and a father serving in the military. His parents divorced when Khalifa was about three years old. His parents' military service caused him to move regularly: Khalifa lived in Germany, the United Kingdom, and Japan before settling in Pittsburgh where he attended Taylor Allderdice High School.
Lay me spread eagle out on your hill yeah
Then write a book 'bout how I wanted to die but i cant
because white boys get it right!
forget a negro let the white boy make me explode
they lied when they said yu had a penis of a toad
I will try to scream in pain a little nicer next time
White boy...........don't laugh....
I'm so sorry if I'm alienating some of you
Your whole fucking cluture alienates blacks
fuck all that
make me beg and plead on my knees
I can not scream in pain from down here on my knees!
White boy...........don't laugh....
Went to go to see that band and saw them jump around
They went so commercial that it really brought me down
When they started making cash it went right to their heads
Now every time I hear their stuff it puts me right to bed
and I said
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music white boy
Play that funky music white boy
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music 'til you die
Went to go to see that band they waved their hair around
Just a bunch of hippies with their locks down to the ground
When they started making cash it really brought me down
How a bunch of pea-brain hippies have overrun out town
and I said
Play that hessian music white boy
Play that hessian music white boy
Play that hessian music white boy
Lay down and head-bang and play that hessian music 'til you die
Went to go to see that band their hats were big and round
I saw Black Bart and The Kid - knocked Little Joe to the ground
When they started making cash I really didn't care
Cuz they're all good ole' boys & treat me pretty fair
and I said
Play that country music cowboy
Play that country music cowboy
Play that country music cowboy
Yea,
Wont ya gather around as I tell ya a little story,
about a little pussy ass, faggot, punk bitchboy,
He go around thinkin' he's all that,
well let me tell ya somthin', Slim Anus ain't shit!
I know Slim Anus likes to sit around and say fuck,
but he don't even rap about the true stuff.
He fucked around wit' a painted face,
now he'll be wearin' a frown when I step in the place.
He's a little fuckin' punk, He's a pussy ass nigga,
he'll be sorry as fuck when I squeeze my trigga.(pkwww)
Cuz I don't give a fuck about that sorry ass brotha,
Or his sista, or his granny, or his fat ass mutha.
And I'm a white boy, but I'm fuckin' proud,
I wont hesitate to bust a cap through the crowd.
And I'm from the South, and yous a little punk,
and I don't take no shit from you yankee ass fucks.
I'll hang my clown flag high and far,
and I'll drag his ass from the back of my car.
I got not a thing against a hark workin' man,
but ya dissin' my homies, so fuck your clan.
And you fuckin' posers, get up on my nerves,
so I leave Slims body liein' on the curb.
That Slim Shaddy's gonna say Hey mista,
that sorry ass bitch is tryna sell his sista.
I'm A White boy in your face
(Davies gonna run this place)
I'm A White boy in your face,
(Davies gonna run this place)
Black is beautiful, tan is grand
but white is the color of my skinhead man
I'm A White boy and yous a snitch
(Davies gonna run this bitch)
Even know they bitches, I'm down wit' the clown,
the muthafuckaz threw a gig and rocked my town.
We bought posters and comic books,
then that little bitch "J" gave me dirty looks.
Yea I'm a metal head, but I got guts,
at least I ain't fuckin' trynna ride his nuts.
I did'nt shake his hand or take no pitcher,
I just walked up like "Whud up ninja".
The clown started starein', like he's on crack,(uh?)
I think that hoes havin' panic attacks.
But it's all good I'm down what the fuck,
I bought my ticket and you got your bucks.
There were psycho clowns and juggaloz,
alot of party people and freak ass hoes.
Slammin' through the crowd wit' titties and freaks,
had my ears ringin' in this bitch for weeks,Yea,
I'm A White boy in your face
(Davies gonna run this place)
I'm A White boy in your face,
(Davies gonna run this place)
Black is beautiful, tan is grand
but white is the color of the big dog man,
I'm A White boy and yous a snitch
(Davies gonna ROCK this bitch)
Awwww---Break it down
Break it down--Break it down
Booooyyyy!!!
Fuck a Slim Anus---He's a pussy ass bitch
Ya know whud I'm sayin'---Fuuuugh
In the house!!!!
Clown boys down yea we all know,
and I'll beat Slim Shaddy like a little hoe.
If he diss my kind just one more time,
I'ma kick his faggot whack behine.
I put the "D" in Doctor Pepper, I put the "C" in coke,
and when ya puffin' on my cronic flakes, ya know you will choke.
I put the "S" in sluts, put the "Hoe" in whore,
I put the muthafuckin' "M" back in Mardi Gras.
I'm a bad muthafucka, I don't talk no shit,
and I'll beat Slim Anus like a little bitch.
I ain't no racist I ain't no biggot,
just a white muthafucka, now can you dig it.
I play a guitar just like a ring in a bell,
and I'll send you little fuckas all straight to hell.
You might think it's obserd, you might think it's blunt,
but I'll walk on Shaddy anytime I want, Yea,
I'm A White boy in your face
(Davies gonna run this place)
I'm A White boy in your face,
(Davies gonna run this place)
Yea black is beautiful, tan is grand
but white is my color and that's the way it is man
I'm A White boy and yous a snitch
(Davies gonna ROCK this bitch)
I'm A White boy and yous a snitch
(Davies gonna ROCK this bitch)
Fuck a Slim Anus he ain't shit,
I'll beat his little ass like a fuckin' bitch boy,
Bitch boy---A little bitch boy
PHATWAX--PHATWAX--PHATWAX--Break it down,
I'm a white boy in your face (Davies gonna run this place)
Black boys employ salassie
We kiss we define
White hands white hearts
The gender
How can I make you mine
Take me to God
In a world of blank kisses
Who breaks the colours
I know what this is
A one man show
THAT'S HOW WE KNOW
THAT'S HOW WE KNOW
Your white does the blood flow
YOURE WHITE DANCE LIKE AN ENEMY
YOURE WHITE DANCE LIKE AN ENEMY
YOURE WHITE DANCE LIKE AN ENEMY
White boys fall out
In a whirl of decisions
Show me what is
Then show me what isn't
A heart too slow
THAT'S HOW WE KNOW
THAT'S HOW WE KNOW
Your white does the blood flow
YOURE WHITE DANCE LIKE AN ENEMY
YOURE WHITE DANCE LIKE AN ENEMY
YOURE WHITE DANCE LIKE AN ENEMY
YOU'RE SO WHITE
YOU'RE WHITE
WHITE BOY
WHITE BOY
WHITE BOY
WHITE BOY
WHITE BOY
WHITE BOY
White boy dance
Do something sweet
Like pull my heart
Like use your feet
Like steal some culture
Let's fake this dance
A white boy kiss
A white boy chance
Don't take me over
Abuse my heart
When I change colour I'm here stop start
Hey devil kiss me
I'm taking chances
Not faking my culture
The rhythm it dances
I love your wisdom
I love your mind
White boys are babies (not my kind)
THIS LUST IS FASHION
That's my sin
By falling out
We're falling in
Now I'm broken
Watch it flow
I'm taking over
I was walking down the street, when a lady caught my eye
As I walked right by her, she said, 'Ooooh, my, oh my!'
'If you step this way, boy, I'll give it to you free'
I said, 'I'll think about it', and you know what she said to me?
'I need a little white boy
'And I feel that you're the type, boy
'I need a little white boy
'And you sure are lookin' right, boy'
I said, 'Now wait a minute, you're comin' on too strong
'I got a feelin' you're a lady of the night, but you know I could be wrong'
She said, 'Awe, come on, son, you got to learn how to relax
'And even if I was one, wouldn't charge you any tax!'
I woke up the next morning, and I knew that I'd gone wrong
I had to find a way to warn you, that's why I wrote this song
If you ever come across a lady who's givin' up for free
avias seay 2012 "white boy"
verse1:
im addicted to a punk, rock, caucasian swag
got my white tee with the button up open with no tags
chucktaylors with the socks, with a belt no need to sag
when im a home alone, in the mirror previewing my fad
flip flops skinny jeans they talking
spiderman backpack when walking
got the haters mad and stalking
swagged out like macaulay Culkin
(LETS GO)
chorus:
im a white boy
im a white boy
white boy trapped in a black body
im a white boy
im a white boy
im a white boy
somebody grab me a hottie
im a white boy
im a white boy (4x's)
(LETS GO)
verse2:
yo these niggaz be rocking fitted caps, jerseys i aint fans of
instead of basic movies, mall i take my girls to canada
i even dyed my hair blond faded sides with the blow out
mohawks, american eagle, hollister is what im about
so hott im making em catch a fever
aeropostale brought out with the visa
so fly leave em mad like angry beavers
hood niggaz call me justin bieber
(LETS GO)
chorus: (2xs)
im a white boy
im a white boy
white boy trapped in a black body
im a white boy
im a white boy
im a white boy
somebody grab me a hottie
im a white boy
im a white boy (4x's)
(LETS GO)
[Kanye West - talking]
I just got off the plane Chicago
It's ya boy Kanye West on the beat
Ay White Boy
[Hook x2]
I just want you to know, I just want you to know
I just want you to know, this boy here finna' blow
Southside up in here, Westside up in here
Eastside up in here, throw your hands in the air
[Kanye West]
Kanye the best in the game, now we got that, that thing clear
Kanye West is the name, Southside up in here
Y'all niggaz stole the soul, y'all niggaz all some clones
Y'all need to change y'all tone, nigga I control the gold
Motherfucker close the do', light the weed and let the douja blow
Why you keep bawlin' though girl, you ain't been around niggaz before?
Why my chain rosey gold, why my wrist below zero
How the hell I know B-Lo, why them girls tell you no means no
No means no just as sure as green means go, green means paper
Dream team, caper we see haters like shorty on the 'Sixth Sense'
Y'all finna' see some dead people, come through ya block and air people
My people ain't scared people, only FIG-I-AIR people
[Hook x1]
[White Boy]
White Boy back in the mix, and I'm in the atmosphere
Crunkin' for stackin' the fifth, and we got them gats in here
This is not a game, Cris is not a lame
Chi-town drop the flame, White Boy got them thangs
White Boy a hot damn shame, White Boy hot like mars
Y'alls flow hot like March, y'all can't stop these bars
White Boy drop these charts, White Boy got the ball
Lyrics gon' shock you all, Cris gon' cop them cars
Get a couple foxy broads, out they shoes socks and bra
This is not so hard, Cris got a rocky heart
Pimp wit' a monster walk, Cris got hostile thoughts
Y'all better watch it dawg, me and West rock you dawg
[Hook 2x]
[White Boy]
Rap profit, plat gothic, slash convict raps jock it, phat
Pockets mac, hopin' crack, poppin' stacks
Droppin' cakes, stoppin' wakes, knockin' hate
And you fakes, watchin' base, on relate
Gossip fakes and I make, opt-Yeah
In case I catch a case gots to pay, confrentrate
Need ya way, from this place, cause it ain't common (nope)
If this ain't the way, Kan-ye, then it's straight
Colleges, in ya veins cause you spit what you came from
Straight knowledge, I was raised in the street
Praised in my heat, holdin' on my Nextel
Hopin' for the next cell, focused on the best cell
Smokin' on a fresh L, posted like FedEx mail
[Hook 2x]
avias seay 2012 "white boy"
verse1:
im addicted to a punk, rock, caucasian swag
got my white tee with the button up open with no tags
chucktaylors with the socks, with a belt no need to sag
when im a home alone, in the mirror previewing my fad
flip flops skinny jeans they talking
spiderman backpack when walking
got the haters mad and stalking
swagged out like macaulay Culkin
(LETS GO)
chorus:
im a white boy
im a white boy
white boy trapped in a black body
im a white boy
im a white boy
im a white boy
somebody grab me a hottie
im a white boy
im a white boy (4x's)
(LETS GO)
verse2:
yo these niggaz be rocking fitted caps, jerseys i aint fans of
instead of basic movies, mall i take my girls to canada
i even dyed my hair blond faded sides with the blow out
mohawks, american eagle, hollister is what im about
so hott im making em catch a fever
aeropostale brought out with the visa
so fly leave em mad like angry beavers
hood niggaz call me justin bieber
(LETS GO)
chorus: (2xs)
im a white boy
im a white boy
white boy trapped in a black body
im a white boy
im a white boy
im a white boy
somebody grab me a hottie
im a white boy
im a white boy (4x's)
Lyrics & Music: Paul Kantner
Where will you go what will you do
What will you see when your night is thru
What can you do where will you go
When the people of this planet send you away from here
My bo
Where do you come from white boy what is your land
Everybody else knows where they come from
You don't know your place you never did you never can
You can't find a place in this land
chorus
Blacks and Reds and Apaches and Jews
All know where they come from but you don't seem to know
Baby do you understand
You appeared in the Caucasus mountains the southern Russia of now
And you spread your peculiar form of death from Mexico to Moscow
You surprised the Europeans the Egyptian too
All of a sudden you appeared on their land
You made mountains for the Incas built pyramids for the Pharoah man
And you grew and you lived by their hands
chorus
Viking Roman fair hair Alexander Emperor slave.
D'you come from the earth D'you come from the sky?
Nobody seems to know You build and you burn create and destroy,
You rule me now fair skin man with an unfair hand.
Where did you come from where were you born
Where were you living when the earth was formed
What can you do where will you go
When the people of this planet send you away from here
* send corrections to the typist
Know what I'm saying, Big Haystak
Street Flavor Records, bitch, represent
I remember when I was young
All my people told me I could
Be anything I wanted to be when I grew up
You know what I'm saying, and that's it for us
I was a big old white boy from
Tennessee that wanted to be a rap star
And that was fucking impossible
I over came opsticals did what they said couldn't be done
I went from murder dog to fire?? I'm the one
The only one who held it down for white class
Before it was cool to be white trash
You can't change the world so why try
Watch them chains to tidies
From fist fights to drive bys
I be out there late night and I'm white guy
So when I'm gone say goodbye to that white guy
I dedicate this to the hags and fags
Who associate Haystak with racism and rebel flags
You fucking bitch
When you mention me speak on killer weed and body bags
Hi proportion? And burning the flag
My grand daddy's mammy was half Cherokee
My grand mamma family came from an island in Germany
And me I'm just a mixed breed from Tennessee
Everything you fake mother fuckers pretend to be
[HOOK]
White boy cracker hoocie weado
Damn do evil blue eyed devil
Pail face and I'm proud to be that dude
Make up some more shit to me white boy
I be that too
You've been running your mouth for the past ten years
But never ran a mother fucking thing 'round here
Pioneers lets get one thing clear
We been making music for years ya hear
Hardcore you better ask about hay
I get love 'round the way like e-40 in the bay
I'm from the land of the brave
Home of the free
And there's five million other fools just like me
We the have-nots little badass kids
Momma doing bad, dad der doing a bid
And we was set free to do as we please
Reek havoc on the streets of our communities
And we didn't have no curfew
We didn't have no rules
We don't need no book bags cause we don't go to school
Imagine my middle finger
In the mother fuckin sky
Screaming CWB till I die
Lil player, lil
[HOOK]
White boy cracker hoocie weado
Damn do evil blue eyed devil
Pail face and I'm proud to be that dude
Make up some more shit to me white boy
I be that too
Hey bro what you looking for
Twenty
Auh twenty, I don't have no twenties
But I got some fat dimes
Auh you like that huh
Come back and fuck with your people ya hear
Born a bastard child who struggled with love
We congregated on the corners puffin and pushing dubs
A lack of love a lack of understanding
A lack of compassion a lack of better parenting
The sad thing is either they don't know
Don't show
Or just don't care, well
That is till tad and rad?
Come to school with gauges
And start shooting up the rich kids in the faces
Mom and dad ducked in their shoes
"It was the crowd they hung around
Music that they listed to"
White boys been dying around here for years
But it never make CNN
You know why
We were put here to die
So when we kill one another
It comes as no surprise
We animals in their eyes
I represent the trial when I'm behind the mic
Can't tell me nothing about no damn stereotype
[HOOK]
White boy cracker hoocie weado
Damn do evil blue eyed devil
Pail face and I'm proud to be that dude
Make up some more shit to me white boy
I be that too