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So sweetly perfumed 
And poor Mark Antony's 
Senses were drowned 
And his future was doomed 

He was blinded by love 
He was blinded by love
We on a world tour 
Wale your man hustlin' in each and every ghetto with the mic in my hand 
New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale
A black gelato van
Finished for the day,
Met with Arthur's taxi head-on
Down St.Kilda way

(By the Prince Of Wales).
That was the way that Arthur died
Monica sighed
Rolled on her side
She was so impressed that she just surrendered
She was moved by his wheels
She was just up from wales
He was
Inspired by women, niggas say that I treat em different
Niggas be bitches, hoes be bitches, I don't see no difference
Shawty my aim is different, DC
knocked
WHAT?!
I don't know what this is about, sounds crazy man
Somethin about a gun

"The court calls Keith Elam to the stand.
 Please approach
sailors you're still dry
The outlook's fine though Wales might have some rain
Saved again.

Let's skip the news boy (I'll go and make some tea)
Arabs
sailors you're still dry
The outlook's fine though Wales might have some rain
Saved again.

Let's skip the news boy (I'll go and make some tea)
Arabs
Don't want to be on no rooftop
Frying in the afternoon sun
Don't want to sit by no fountain
Listening to the man-made stream run
Just want
was walking
By Brisbane Waters I chance to stray
I heard a convict his fait bewhaling
As on the sunny riverbank he lay

I am a native of Erin,
New South Wales
This fifth day of July, in the year of Our Lord nineteen
Hundred and thirty five

Why must I apologize every time that I sit down
the Yorkshire Dales
Or cycling tours of the North of Wales
Unenvious of those flea bitten
On continental flings

A solitary life
A life of small horizons
Dull
Wale, I kick it, I kick it like Olindo 
I wear my Nike boots in Gucci 
I don't wear no Timbo 
I kick it any tempo 
I'm lifted off the indo 
I'm
some love
No rose by the be blinded by the 
I kill it with my thugs
Winning all bitch so lame

Spending money like I'm crazy more money
More money
If we still have time, we might still get by
Every time I think about it I want to cry
With bombs and the devil, little kids keep coming
No way
villainous beast
This angel of death

They hear the noise
The people in the town
They cringe in fear
Frightened by the sound
A sacrifice is required
round us
And the winds a-blowin' gale
I'd rather have drowned in misery
Than gone to New South Wales
There's no time for mischief there they say
Remember
If we still have time, we might still get by
Every time I think about it, I want to cry
With bombs and the devil, and the kids keep comin'
No way
If we still have time, we might still get by
Every time I think about it, I want to cry
With bombs and the devil, and the kids keep comin'
No way
Aye, the footmen are frantic in their indignation,
You see, "The Queen's took a taxi herself to the station!"
Where the porters, surprised by her
If we still have time, we might still get by
Every time I think about it, I want to cry
With bombs and the devil, and the kids keep comin'
No way
Down at the arsenal they keep the nerve gasses
Guarded day and night by caged white rabbits
Been sitting there for years, I'm gonna have at it
I
knocked 
What? 
I don't know what this is about  sounds crazy man 
Somethin' about a gun 
"The court calls Keith Elam to the stand. 
Please approach
if mama cold as Willona
See, I'm second to no one
I'm the messenger-poet
They slowly showin they colors
They music good but they bogus
Wale

They
If we still have time, we might still get by
Every time I think about it, I want to cry
With bombs and the devil, and the kids keep comin'
No way