Lyrics:
fingers are the same
By the way my babe never ever uses Mary Kay
No be lie
Never ever lie
What I do for my woman she's my life
Badman sipping on that Ciroc
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
rise we gon rise we gon fight for our lives
The africans built the first ships now we feeling to turn the tide
Praise the God of the sun and the moon
we want it Izunwane
Lost a man at twentyone to six master feet and room that you live
Oh Izunwane
You are a woman an African woman
Giving it all
niggas
Autograph that, flatten all the main niggas
(It's Yours!)
The world in the palm of your hand
(It's Yours!)
Twenty-three million of useful
niggas
Autograph that, flatten all the main niggas
(It's Yours!)
The world in the palm of your hand
(It's Yours!)
Twenty-three million of useful
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Five
Four
Three
Two
One, happy new year
Uh, it's a new world, it's a new world
It's a new world, it's a new world
Like colts about the waste. So Annie, now--
Have we not known each other all our lives?
I do beseech you by the love you bear
Him and his children not
squicky goal:
"We spread the word of diamonds worn by stars of screen and stage, by wives and daughters of political leaders, by any woman who can make
(Good God, make it easier now)
Get down, (Man and woman get down)
Man and woman be patrollin the earth
Puttin shit in the game
Citizens, of the world, we
supposedly on it's way
Too little, too late
We are all responsible for the
Third world we create
Now we try to help these people
But we're too fucking late
felling homie
Like the third date with a woman like you and not for your money
You can help someone and love someone but still they turn and burn you so
no amnesiac
You're full of life! a ball sack
Complete'a i'm complete'a
I put wonder in my world, like the Sphinx of Giza
Coz i paint a better picture,
watch the world from the third person inside
I be living in the left lane
Never looking back with my foot up on the gas, ain't got no time to react
I
Price tag on my head (Aye)
Nice bag on my bed (Aye)
Room dripped in my lead (Aye)
Third eye on the feds (Aye)
Oops bitch I ain't dead (Aye)
I know
Third world is plagued by poverty and
The World Bank is the cause
It's an instrument of
Transnational companies
To overule domestic laws
Serving
time
Live in rage watch the murder rise
Talk acid by the third eye
Stand tall watch it birds eye
I've seen it all with no lie (no lie)
Best advice live
love everybody just one
Well as I universally greet the whole entire world
And focus on the energy that'll make your skin curl
The one strategy,
I don't like being on stand by
I choose to live to get by
I don't need proof
I don't need you
Grown folks in a portrait
Looking perfect
I'm
And one by one each woman he kiss
(He kiss her and she gon' fall in love)
Stokie's just Stokie, you know?
(Stokie's Stokie)
Till someone shows that they
Steady judging one another by their appearance
Yes, India, I feel ya, girl
Now go ahead, talk to the rest of the world 'cause
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does
Steady judging one another by their appearance
Yes, India, I feel ya, girl
Now go ahead, talk to the rest of the world 'cause
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does
Steady judging one another by their appearance
Yes, India, I feel ya, girl
Now go ahead, talk to the rest of the world 'cause
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Does
shit that'll prolly have these women all on my spit
Oh he is sick, but look like he live in a truck on bricks
I'm like Kacey Kasem, suck my hockey stick
.png/220px-Third_World_(Third_World_album_cover).png "Third World Don")
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