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shit like a nigga parole it
Now he in the foreign hittin' them corners
Right on Ocean why he so boisterous
America made me this ain't even my culture
à la barre qui roule anglaise
La tay pour seul à part
Pour les croyants les vaillants qu'on peu d'culture immatures
Élevés au riz au couscou au coups
a beautiful country
Very special country
A very diverse Country
And by the way
This government has fought for every person who lives in it
Black, white,
White Power is the semen that implies dark-skinned people inferior to light people?!
The demon who conquered and raped other cultures
got the bastard
up baby
Some times I feel like I don't have enough
Designer watches sport coats cigarettes by Davidoff My life is tough
Two pots of coffee but
routine
Tasteless, faceless Pleistocene Queen
In your plexi-glazed shopping cage
In a gridlocked maze of redecorated rage
Tranquillized by culture
Superstar, time will show just what you are
Helpless, frail, shallow Shark
Cowering in a plastic heart
On a scrap-yard
Superstar, refuse sold by
If the consumer culture wave is sweeping you away
And it's washing nature's tastiest glory out to sea
Well that ain't right, that ain't right, that
fan
we don't tan made by the equator. In ""the upside-down""
skin shade is why you hate us
Thy Will Be Done
shine in the night when it look like
crashing
Any kind of world is possible but our decent nature has allowed us
To be locked into a system owned by nothing more
Than a glorified network
Can it be? That there's more to it than we can see
It seems to me: That our problems have a common theme
You see this culture that we've built it
the girls, the ladies
Who are sitting by the pool
They like the girls that's sunny
They like the girls that's fun
They like the girls that's in the game
the ashes
The ashes of unholy domains
Sin and lust were conquered
Symbolized by the tower that fell
Culture of depravation
Sodomy and sexual obsession
Cults
clothes like Bill Bixby
Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty
Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky
Spark the izm, my expertism, is
Sutured slabs of beef
Active cultures of yogurt and yeast
Acidophilus interacts with tissue
Suffocated by the stench of sinew
Vomited dairy
clothes like Bill Bixby
Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty
Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky
Spark the izm, my expertism, is
sweaters in the sink
Now the chain and my watch is gold Dweller with the link
I'm making cheddar, what you think?
Gettin' better by the blink
Let's save
in the cut
If you rippin' goin' through the lens
Fuck with me, you know you gonna get it
I go by the 4 lil nigga
My dick it gettin' hard for
say misery loves company
So every other psychopath come to me now
I know just how it feels to be out by yourself
When you feel so hollow, got you
a lantern
Jack o lantern frequency is combined
I catapulted the culture
This type of aesthetic, is hard to come by
This shit is so rеtarded
It's labeled
It’s not always what you say
But what you don’t
The silence speaks volumes but they won’t
Living day by day or pay to pay
And that’s the way they
a party we throw
When you leave, you’ll take a part of me home
Yea, you already know that this
Is not by accident
We’re known to hit the road if there’s
and water
The famous Blue Mountain and
The great Dunn's River
Jamaica surround by Caribbean water
The Arawak Indian was the originator
Then the Spaniards,
And Napoleon in Egypt wrote graffiti?
Did you know that history is just a replay
And you affect it by what you
Do and what we say?
Did you know that history is
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