Lyrics:
tek back nah talk
Booyaka booyaka
Incredible!
Me stylee fi pon de mic ??? general
Get pon brock (out) inna me style
Wicked (a) original (a)
Me-ni-me-ni
I cry for the blood of my ancestors
Spilled by the uncivilised heathen slave masters
And now their descendants want I to celebrate de abolition
I can admit, I can admit I can admit I'm a...
(I can admit, I can admit)
I can admit when I'm stuck in a room by myself that I really don't like it
to reach for each other’s throats
Bloodshed, all we know
Crawl back in the hole you dwell
Farewell
Farewell to conformity
Farewell to division
Farewell
Wide Open
Gabe Lee
Woke up in a hotel room
Went lookin for something to do
Whole place shut down, but I'm wide open
Packed up in a minute flat
Tell
In the history of all dreams
None has shone as brightly as you
Wrestling with your book of colors
Page by page I look for clues
From the gloom of my
and went to seek his help.
On seeing them the fox came out of his cave.
Hello... It's all right. What children?
What happened?
There must be some reason for
with no scale
My life is like a fairytale, for those who know me well
Dope trips, Maserati at the motel
I had to run it up, ain't ride no coattails
I
no pot to piss in
I got that shmoney by my lonely
Just a couple homies
Don't try to bro me run up on
Me acting like you know me
I'm too elite, I'm too
V1
Got your photo by my tear stained pillow
Reminding me of good times
I keep the letter you wrote and posted
Running over my mind
Pre
Miss this
really in the trench with a Scorps and mask,
Back then I had holes in my garms,
Till I put cocaine in a Pyrex bowl,
And I ain’t hearing that you ain’t
everything
It's the season of change
Through the concrete
Memories of greenery
Live for the morning rain
As the years go by
We will slow down
But our
while the awful fly
Recognize the reach of leading by example
And stand up for what you believe in even the handful
Make sure to pick your spots, not
choking on a crust of bread
There's a red fox torn by a huntman's pack
There's a black winged gull with a broken back
There's a little black spot
Look at you with your heart on a shelf
Sit at home get drunk by yourself
Call up a friend to ease your mind
Anything to pass the time
[Chorus]
can't stop rock n' roll
You can't stop rock n' roll
Blood in the water
No turning back
We put ourselves out on the line
You know we oughtta
Get back
the bazaar men by the Nile
He got the money on a bet
For the crocodiles they snap their teeth
On your cigarette
Foreign types with their hookah pipes
the bazaar men by the Nile
He got the money on a bet
For the crocodiles they snap their teeth
On your cigarette
Foreign types with their hookah pipes
in better times
(Even though, even though we miss you now
Look forward don't look back
We'll get by somehow)
And so I raise my glass in a last
straight, truths
Everything you publishing is fake
Back to the Ox the pain up in my stomach that it gave
Made me nauseous when i'd eat, vomit when I'd
When you hunt me up
And my heart dried out
Just like the flu
On a windowsill
I'm taking us back to the city
And your mind don't know
I can hear
through your shriveled veins
Don't let yourself pass you by
It can happen in the blink of an eye
There'll be no bad dreams
When you're lying next to me
I
the need
Never really ever seems to be
Convenient for me
It was the greatest mistake
And I complain but I failed you
Like a noose around my neck
time for voodoo
See we can do what you do - change your smelly diapers filled with doo doo
Then toss them and ??no scratch allowed ha??
You weak
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