Lyrics:
The blood
The sweat
The work
From me
The land
The oil
The fruit
The trees
The gold
The water
My culture
My speech
Cost me a lot
But now the truth is
the invisible man
Then something went wrong for Fay Wray and King Kong
They got caught in a celluloid jam
Then at a deadly pace it came from - outer space
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
What an honor just to be Asian
Not your model minority
From gold skin to cinnamon
Green cards and citizens
Airlifts, university scholarships,
president
Watching my back through jack leading Jack
Trying to mack to your back homeboy you get sacked
By 14 of the hottest mothafuckas on the water bed
ICP
Swim to the moon on the darkest day
I been losing my mind
Niggas wanna die until they really die
Look down from the sky
I've left before my prime
I am what I say and what I say comes
I'm not gonna sit and act like I'm from the slums
But I feel like all the shit I'm dealing with
Loathing
ah
The good wonderful God is what we call Him
He adorns His Son's left hand with expensive beads
Gold on the Son's right hand
He has taken away my pain
Yo, the voice of the announcer signing off
Salvador, a connoisseur, a hot monologue
Rachmaninoff, livin' life not by the law
And I'm a product
storyline's, Loch-ed to a Ness
A hoax and a myth; We tell 'em Just Keep Swimming
Coasting by Gens, like, I'll Just Keep Skimming
Dripped out with ice, but I'm
Seals
Then I Saw A Lamb Looking As If It Had Been Slain
Standing In The Centre Of The Throne
Encircled By The Four Living Creatures
And The Elders
He Had
idols
Cast in silver and gold
I boast in the Lord
The servant of the poor Now
CHORUS
Blessed is the man that trod
In the ways of God
Never turn by back
watch to the sun up we are clear
Dallas after midnight
I bump back night creatures best beware
Separated from the heathens
Run up on me I will slay
cash out
Aint fuckin with the crew, man i’m upset
Shawty in my dm’s, say i’m up next
Bella sleepin by my side, and she always down to ride
I been Makin
This is the ballad of the black gold
They call it Texas tea
But it's bigger than a cowboy with a lasso
It's deeper than a black hole
Create
to disband it from your mind all our kind
If they want to assassinate us who do they want to be?
The guns that shoot the lasers fused by a crystal do you think
caught Pinocchio by his nose,
but he wriggled away and ran back home.
There was no one at home because Geppetto was still out looking for him.
Suddenly
through the light
You a NOLA baby
I'm a NOLA baby baby
Written by: Andrew Morehead Jr.
a green hotel
With a strange creature groaning beside him
Sweat oozed from its shiny skin
Is everybody in?
Is everybody in?
Is everybody in?
what it seems
It's turning folks to fur fulfilling hidden dreams
From humans to creatures in the blink of an eye
Ebola's furry touch reaching for
cool)
I feel like I'm the Messiah, a rebirth of creatures who bowing to the most high
They knees hurt from praying to the whats his face, begging
was a killer convention
1991, son, gold fronts on the facial, gun buck by the naval
Disciple could blaze you, we laced it with embalming fluid
shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun
Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every
King Henry
(Trad. lyrics, adapted by Kerry Andrew)
Let never a man a wooing wend
That lacks these things three:
A purse of gold, an open heart
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