Lyrics:
Check me out right here yo
Stone carved sonnets
Set in Tibet written in onyx marks the coming of a comet
Which rides a Fluent prophet
To stop shit
"Perhaps you will believe the
Million feet of film
That's been taken above uh mexico City
And various other places
If you think that you are
Alone in
Daddy! I can't wait for you to get home from work
Safety comes first, so everybody Rehearse
Are you coming to work, for the better or for the worse
I
starting to lose my shit, pls let me know
One if by land or two if by sea
The British are coming so it's time to leave
The party was a blast
But I'm never
goes down?
What y'all gonna do? (Be real about it)
Communication breakdown it's a take down
Are you awake now or consumed
By a fake clown?
World Wide
go round and round, just like a carousel,
Coming out my BR-8, like I was William Tell.
If you haven't heard my name, I hope it rings a bell,
Would he still get embraced?
Or would you find the applauding
Would quickly turn to appalling
You got no career by the next morning
I ain’t saying you
To resist the strategies of containment brought on to us
By political thunder whores from on high
It`s the coming of the digital freak swing Vs. ape kills
J-A-M-A-L-C-O-O-P-E-R-O-T-T-I-S-G-A-I-N-E-R
Yeah, we gonna make it to the top
J-A-M-A-L-C-O-O-P-E-R-O-T-T-I-S-G-A-I-N-E-R
We gonna make it to the top
so I can divide
Who got the money, who got the keys?
Who's got the time for times such as these?
News coming in that the losers are winners
None of us
Puna boy anthem
Baby this one for my fallen Soldiers
Came from the eight oh eight
Girl I thought I told you
Ooo woo ooo
Its P-U-N-A, when we in CA
If
(me) M to the P O/
R T hyphen P these lames gotta G O/
OG in this bitch receipts ask my P.O./
Fly alpha male shit abiding by the G Code/
I smell and look
strain
Not half today
A fully loaded bar
It tastes bitter but beautiful
Lovely with wine from a beaker
How British
The chat is good
The smiles are large
strain
Not half today
A fully loaded bar
It tastes bitter but beautiful
Lovely with wine from a beaker
How British
The chat is good
The smiles are large
[Music by: P. Wagner]
[Lyrics by: P. Wagner]
[a. The devil's triangle]
Tell the press that we can't say more,
There's nothing that we know 'bout
them over to NYC, that's where they stack the P's and that
Skinheads meant I never really liked the British flag
And I only got the shits when I went
wonder what happened to him!
One must admit that by and large
Upholders of the British Raj*
Don't shine in conversation as a breed.
Though
coupe (uh-huh)
Just a little bit, set to make a whole lot happen
The musical inside my rappin' (yeah)
Written by the C.L., produced by the P.R
Just a little bit, set to make a whole lot happen
The musical inside my rappin'
Written by the C.L., produced by the P.R
And add in any credit that you
coupe (uh-huh)
Just a little bit, set to make a whole lot happen
The musical inside my rappin' (yeah)
Written by the C.L., produced by the P.R
to.."
"G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded"
[Canibus]
Yo -- n****z is phony frontin' like they Master of Ceremonies
None of you suckers are even remotely close
ain't really with the gang, damn, y'all niggas fans, bruh
Yeah, all y'all niggas fans, bruh
All around the globe, R.I.P. Jose
at war and under attack
We got P.O.W.s fightin' to get back in jail
And these affected by the poverty war
We pack gats frontline and will endure
I go
the same waves that made the white man your master
Before Independence and Awolowo became distinguished
Before the colonization by the British I had seen
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