Lyrics:
of Hollywood
They kissed the girls they won the wars
They're handsome strong and good
Silver screens golden nights tickets by the score Usherettes ice cream
And state-sponsored terror's
The new land reform
Blinded by pride and national impulse
Weaned on the doctrines of Lenin and Marx
A blood red scar on the new face
It's another world we think in / because words are obsolete
Two thousand years we kissed the devil / before we knew defeat
Chapter eating marx one
I've been stomping other verses, niggas shaking, here's some towel.
I've been hitting on the words, niggas like thinkin' like they my panel.
Just by
Marx had an idea from the
Confusion of his head
Then there were a thousand
More waiting to be led
The books are sold, the quotes are bought
You learn
a blindside
Once upon a drive-by came from the westside
Yes, all you can do is wet your lips
Hopin you don't get hit by the next lyric clip
I turn down the bass
heaven
Couldn't make your day
Pledge allegiance unto Marx
The workers off to war
Bonded brothers under red
Sickle hammer star
Brick by brick they
I'm tryna be the best so I'm testing my limits
While perfecting my lyrics by connecting with spirits
Letting you hear it cos I'm trapped at the minute
the lyrics to match. Little did they know a new culture would hatch. Mad love to the pioneers.
The mashpee Wampanoags that I represent can quote the 120
sitting by the bay heh
Lyric
so come on baby and dance your belly
move and groove it so irie yeah
Liedertexte eeling this ya night is blessed blessed
with
The first is what I will take
But you still chase
Murdered by words is your fate
You got no fuckin' fanbase
What a disgrace
What a fuckin' novelty, lyrics are
the best things in life are bought
strange when you're led by the nose
through restaurants in evening clothes
through restaurants in evening clothes
but
of stash and all the thugs
Cops drive by cock it up
Lights turn on and start to run
Red and blue fence in the way and jump
Y'all like bugs
Y'all the plugs
on
Viva la Revolution, long live the revolution
You had your Che Guevara poster
Your books by Marx and Mao
And you got yourself a new haircut
To help
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your
Na ogół smutków mamy w bród
Lecz prawie co dzień zdarza się cud
Coś śmiesznego coś takiego
O czym długo opowiada potem lud
Wciąż nie śpi ktoś by
comes to get their fix
And they stick to their guns and blocks and blocks
Of digital space
Convert all the unwashed
Karl Marx selection box
Limpish Limpsson
By lyrics you're amazed
By my fat you are afraid
By my powers will be saved
I will destroy the world, grenade
My rap give people
drive fast, and I drive as far west as anyone can drive
Eight thousand miles from Lithuania and if I could escape
By driving further then I would, but
One two buckle my shoe
Three four step inside the venue and I
See in the corner of my eye
This beautiful girl
That's standing by the bar
yells, lyrics'll excel
Rappers gettin' smoked
You can smell the hot shells
Your style is fake, snake, well dramatized
You might as well be a
Singer but
a beat with my feet by just hitting a loop
Bringing the lyrics to prove that I can fit in these shoes
I give you the truth through the vocal booth
Stars
friends
Livin in a digital age
I made it all by myself
Better gimmy a pass
Im smoking all of your gas
(Hold on)
Pass me some dope
And you get what you
Even when I'm not with it I'm near it
Even when it's not calling I hear it
Even when I'm not seeing the clearest
Even when I'm not feeling my lyrics
.jpeg/275px-Harpo_Marx_playing_the_harp_(cropped).jpeg "Harpo Marx")
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