Lyrics:
games, nigga bust him in the brains (him in the brains)
Third Ward soldier (soldier)
Live it how we get it (how we get it)
Bust 'em if they playin',
on the world
Was leadin' them to believe my mother's clit didn't exist
Then I extended the list
Revolutioned every flag raised by a clenchin' fist
Yeah
[Verse 1]
World tour, worldwide, seen it with my own eyes
Walkin' 'round London off the pills, this my third time
Everybody asks me how it feel to live my
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
so that the morning, the sun
may scream of brain bending saxophones
The third world arrives, with Yusef Lateef, and Pharaoh Saunders
With oboes
Asia
Africa and Europe, it's a small world, we truly neighbors
If they the Third World, then who the first to get to Heaven?
I know it's hard but who
We're on a lockdown by the beach
Peace love and quarantine
The first two are for me
The third one don't apply
At the lockdown by the beach
Gotta
and butterflies
Flutter by
Hope that the light of the first world
Won't dark the light of the third world.
lives
They had 9 shots, and they hit
Now I'm ghosting, while they boasting
Till I shoot my shot and it click click click
They driven by bringing us down
Astray into the Milky Way, world's out of sight
As far as the eye can see, not even a satellite
Now stop and turn around and look
As you stare into
the revolution
I’m a survivor
I Iive by Newton’s Third Law of Motion
I’m a survivor
You force my hand
I act upon it
I’m a survivor
Equivalent exchange
Karma never
of the great
magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon
the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an
unexplained lone beacon far below the miles
of minors, shoot-outs in front of local spots
Even TV's takin photo shots, we in the third world
I'll give my life before my word fail
I'll give my life
to the third eye
Goin off the dome
Time to rap up this song
Mikey Budd with the speech
Cuz you know I love to preach
But the streets and world gotta
Stop with
With all the four quarters of the world
Killing men by the sword, by famine
By plague, and through wild beasts
That roam the earth
And when he broke
Wreathe the entire world in vapors
Speak their names
Baptism third degree
The end is nigh
We belong to the goat deity
Come to me
Close your eyes
Close your
Got the world in my pocket when I'm round you
See the bright side through any challenges
Third eye wide can never lie
Think we fell from the sky
By
Doisman an off duty security guard was a third unarmed African American man of 13 months when he was killed by the N.Y.P.D.
A loss of faith
Two
Dj willienice and um
We're here at the house party
Here in miami florida
We got willis writer
We got jordan miller
We got whyy ohh
The whole crew is
And hold, cause nobody told her
That the Master Ace, could move so many hips
Just by the sounds from my lips
Well um dinner was a winner, the movie was
But no one's going to hear you
You don't own the rotton pipes
By the stroke of eight
O'clock tomorrow morning
We'll all be living in a new third world
Astray into the Milky Way, world's out of sight
As far as the eye can see, not even a satellite
Now stop and turn around and look
As you stare into
Welcome to my world please enjoy the excitement
No fighting crime leads to indictments
White lightning beats bang while we're writing
Uniting
eight we was made for the grind
Third eye open I can see all the lies
And I will never stop until the whole world's mine
I once saw a vision and now I'm
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