Lyrics:
of flatulence expelled
By white collar secretaries who are too clever to shit lead
Nothing is too sacred to fuck on this planet, even the dried up umbilical
administration, the Covid-19 death toll, the coverups, the scandals, the lies spread by the majority of the republican party under Trump about a fraudulent election
are shun
Germany a joint empire with Austria-Hungary
And ethnic minorities remain unseen
Ignored by the ruling class who remain supreme
Pre pre pr pr
America we have several people power groups
Groups of dynamic intertwined relationships
Made apparent by a parent
Or want for
This structure
On the bottom
they took his life
So even when it's not their fault
You know they get assaulted
By the boys in blue, it's nothing new
And turn them into culprits
And I
I was living on the hill
By the water tower and hiking trails
And when the big one hit I'd have a seat
To watch masters abandon their dogs
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
out the Henn and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is sold
Clear then I shot the globe
I clock
Don't be fooled by him, he's fine
Rock-and-roll Ken doll, he's a national end-all
He's an off and on friend of mine
Where have I been?
Got any
to a national emergency. It has been a sleepless night here in Metro
Detroit as panic and terror has swept the streets. It seems much of Detroit
As well
The automatic rhymes write by themselves
The utility belt-in on eBay for sale
My rhymes scope your scalp like
A medicated hair gel
I don't wan't pampers to squel
Yeah yo yo yeah uh uh no doubt uh check it
Havoc"
One two one two Q.B.C. to London
A little something bumpin'
Mobb Deep the infamous national
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louver Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's
This is a national security alert
Ground Music, Flip Mode, Aftermath, here we go
Back with the most venomous rap
It be the godfather of the club
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
the best
Lo and behold..
Every rhyme I write, you gots to chant them
Every song I sing, a national anthem
Is there a message in my music?
If I can do
of the U.S.A.
Over 200 years ago they shook off the chains of tyranny from Great Britain By divine call
Citing 27 biblical violations they wrote
[Chorus]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by don't
And from the other side
A sheer white knuckle ride
So young yet feel so stung by the game
I know what's left in a name
With all those national
[Chorus:]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan?s, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by
[Chorus]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by don't
certain that the curtains were red
To drape better by the light they would shed
She leaned back, tilted her head
And this is what she said
You
upgraded to a national emergency
It has been a sleepless night past Metro Detroit as panic and terror
Has swept the streets it seems much of Detroit as well
outside til like four in the mornin
Niggas with the toast so when the gang get too close
Naw a gang don't play by the rules and they up they demands
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