Lyrics:
to the burglars
I can be aware and ya
maybe I'm the same like pirates
likened to the burglars
Threat on any day and I'm
hiding from the hare who's also
necklace
Bitches that we came with got all of your bitches jealous
'Bout to leave the crib with a couple of my pirates
Driving by the streets we used
of the state could be gone by the count of three
This entire empire
As lead you to believe
That guns aren't the enemy
Have fun with your guns
Have fun with
At fifty-five knots as I am alive
And her captain is sworn, by the Queen I’m told
To blow pirates out of the sky
But he’ll just as soon board you and cut out your
Power! Makes them cower
Say you're welcome and thank you, please. If you hear me then clap your knees
Flower Power! Flower Power! Toy gun powder. Pinwheel
Flower Power!
Flower Power!
Flower Power!
Flower Power!
Pirate ship sailing in the breeze
London Bridge brought me to my knees
Makes them cower
By
enemies of their own families
What's going on?
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side
was nice but then you back stabbed that vice
Make you croak like the pope there's no hope sellin coke
Gun toke make you choke on your throat for
"Where the bread?"
You gon' hold the egg, waiter bring the check
When we talk, we Kalashnikov, keep us in your thoughts
Fully dressed at the crack
Take em out, take em out, bring em out dead
Shine em up, shine em up, shine the bald head
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
You're, mine, it's all
ain't cheap, my advice is priceless
Bring back the life that you thought was lifeless
'The Way of the Gun', son, who the nicest?
S.K., no stun gun
fever that makes me so meaner
No offense to a female dog
But you talk out your ass
When you bring up the past
No love lost
And no love spent
So we're not
sails through the night
a pirate's life
from star to star.
A girl by his side,
lit cigar he defines cool.
Cobra, Cobra, Cobra.
Girls flock to his side,
again
Money like bank
While snitches get shanked
I'm a pirate boy, bet your girl walked my plank my plank
The skunk smell so dank
I keep it stored in
Get your leather on and get your lighter up
Put the record on, play it loud enough
Why the hell you bring your tattoo gun?
You really gonna look
and shit - it's all junk
Pullin' out a silly club so you stand
With a fake-assed badge and a gun in your hand
But take off the gun so you can see what's up
run?
'Cause you the police, and, plus, I saw you cockin' your gun
And the chamber wasn't empty it was obviously one
If you think I'm believin' that
saw I came by horse, his highness was displeased
""Where is your mighty pirate ship? Why aren't you drinking rum?""
Twas at this point I finally
Hooping a n**** with the brand new style
And I bring it right up when I bring it right down
Man I hop through your city and you know right now
Got
wants retirement
I'm never shy I'm fly I bring the fire in
Hoes can't put me out they'll prolly need a siren
They ain't taking shots but talking bout gun
sees crack babies becoming enemies of their own families
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy
presence broke through, a beacon of grace
You lifted me up, in your warm embrace
You bring me back to life oh-oh
When I'm drowning in the dark, you're my
the dawn, and
Bring us back good news
But if you've tread in primal soup
Please wipe it from your shoes
Just then a porthole pirate
Scourged
Poison and venom and nukes in the air:
We need no gun and no bullet to kill you,
We'll bring you down when you're all unaware.
»Open your door, there is
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