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and I give it to you believe me baby
Be a e
Nothing's gonna pull it apart hey hey
Be a e
Nothing's gonna pull it apart.
G#m a be c#m
Well I heard it said
There's unlimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it ''cause of fame
Who?

E.m.i. E.M.I. E.M.I
There's unlimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it 'cause of fame
Who?

E.M.I. E.M.I. E.M.I.

Too
There's unlimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it 'cause of fame
Who?

E.M.I. E.M.I. E.M.I
There's unlimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it ''cause of fame
Who?

E.M.I. E.M.I. E.M.I
F-R-E-E
Free
F-R-E-E
Free
F-R-E-E
Free
Gonna tell the world what He did for me

Don't worry, don't cry
That's the voice I hear inside
But
entering this race, i.e. 
re-entry into some of the alien atmospheres is tricky business 
which can cause a craft to implode, explode, melt, 
lose
easy to believe they're here to stay
But you won't find them standing in your way

Se a vida e, I love you
Come outside and feel the morning sun
Se
mean he went Hollywood 

Dog I practice my craft 

So each year I get better 

To stay ghetto and clever 

But be richer than ever 



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mean he went Hollywood 

Dog I practice my craft 

So each year I get better 

To stay ghetto and clever 

But be richer than ever 



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Maybe you might have heard
But no one spoke a word
The day the planet cried
The day the music died

Each day another dream
Killed by the music
Message, The breeze carries and once you inhale it then I will ask you

Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's
(Do you believe
They say I'm crazy, and I don't give a fuck
Goose in the cup, 40 by the nuts
Crazy (lay a nigga down like what)
'Cause they don't know nothin
by in this world
And I'm getting' tired
Of so many different things
I guess I'm just plain tired
Or maybe too intelligent to believe
In
It's easy to believe they're here to stay
But you find them standing in your way
Se a vida é I love you
Come outside and feel the morning sun
Se
An unlimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it 'cos of fame
Who?

E.M.I. E.M.I. E.M.I.
Too many
stopped breathing I still believe I should try
Maybe a boat in search of lost treasures will pass by.

'Cause the fleet of hope is so pretty
When she's
There´s unlimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it ´cos of fame
Who?

E.M.I. E.M.I. E.M.I.
Too
Greetings, earthlings, take me to your leader (ooh shit!)

D.E.E.P. you want to go D.E.E.P., I'll take ya D.E.E.P
You know you fucked up when you let
preciso de você

Oh girl how i believe in you
Oh menina como eu acredito em você

You are the light that shines that always seem me true
Você é a luz
a watering,
can I now or can I not believe it leave it to be
The fun gods winking and we're all blinking and
thinking we're sinking in the sea
You're in
to make, a livin' writ to writ 
I didn't have to dream and then begin to live it 
And for that, I vow to be a vessel 

This Craft, this beat, this rhyme,
the manifest
Our alien, architectural skeletons in unison collapse

Death rode these silent caravans
And steered them to the ?(o/a)?I'm of the world.
The sense of fear on which you feed
When the people canæ?° believe
The things they read
Weæ?³e been brought up to feel left out
Eclipsed by
[Verse 1] Welcome to the land of misery Where my delivery strikes with madness Hearts explode from a touch of the 44 blastin (Party) By the killas