Lyrics:
it was just you and me
Girl number 4 mia mia amore
Girl number 5 for you i'll die
Girl number 6 fuck you crazy bitch
Girl number 7 hope to see you in
Vaccinate your children
Cause you're the only reason
Kids are gonna get polio in Oregon
Would you rather your kid get measles
Than just get stuck my
is
It's heroin in the veins of
Farmers and college kids
Real drug pushers are politicians
And the pharmacists
I don't give a fuck what the
Fuck
like
Uh bang first, play second, aim first, prey second
Make dirt, day Heaven
I'm a crack baller, straight sevens mack holder
Spray seven at your back
Last real existing days
You're guilty as charged
Condemn them all to suffer
Last seconds are started
Last link is departed
No mercy for the them
Damned
of rich folks spitting on bums
A lot of hoodlums
These are just the bums that are really pissed off
Why? probably 'cause they been ripped off by
spitting on bums
A lot of hoodlums
These are just the bums that
Are really pissed off (Why?)
Probably 'cause they been ripped
Off by the system (Oh)
Cops,
and follow the sign
Fulfill your own promise and do what's divined
The seven seas are far away
Placed in the valley of dust heat and sway
The seven seas are
When we're together there are never boring moments
Damn day derailed by predatory towing
Second-floor abode, that I'm settled more at home in
When I was
a brown skin ting
That I beat and dashed
Is it my fault that I learnt from my dad
Hmm? They say they are road, they're fakers
Blatant by the kway
I'm still
Tomorrow, United States of Africa
This wanna country e mess up
I no know wetin I go do again
Wetin I go talk
Wetin man go do before
Me bɔ mo
Em Bm B7
Really knowing that things are bound to be improving
G
are ragged, no (G7)shoes on my feet "
Said the little paper boy, there on the (C)street
Early next mornin' as the (G7)crowd passed by
The little
Ain't no ramps, ain't no lifts
Ain't no shit bag, you the shit. Not a pot or pan to piss
Just a six by nine grave in this rent-free bitch
Put a welcome
sour, growing wise to the lies[00:30.56]And every time I spit bars, I open new eyes[00:33.58]And make them realise they're controlled by TVs in their
time
'Cause all I want, a second or two
And all we got are seconds to lose
And all I am is tempted by you
Ten times more than the sweetest sound
because I was confused by the way the world works
There's no protection so I'm a correct it by starting a heaven on earth
Absolving all issues like
Cops are
Of course it takes talent to do that well
He might be a champ of the heavyweights
Or a feller that sells you glue
Or President of the United States
buk, by popular demand
We back by popular demand, doin' it big
As big as we, can, divided we fall, united we, stand
My pockets got the green but I'm not
open my eyes
The stars are skies are everywhere to me
And no matter what I try to find)
I can't get you off my mind
(Twenty-four seven, I'm fantasizing
know you got soul' by Rakim
Enemies are flocking
Better be the God that'll
Stop the slob that wants the top spot
Without crawling
If you stopped to think
a ride in Thailand. Sources said that it was because of a breakdown in communicating. Oh lord, the boat was towed into Thai waters by a German freighter
Ultraman! Ultraman Seven!
When I was a kid, a fond memory
When I ate curry and stuff, silver spoons on my eyes
Ultraman! Ultraman Seven!
But now I've
back and laugh
Some years went by, I heard a rumor that he died
If I wasn’t so used to it I mighta even cried
Just another cool kid that the mean
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