Lyrics:
other rappers sound like
And get a bad review, this is the only one that sounds nice
The world's tainted me, I'm too cynical
I'm overly lyrical, not
Australia burned
So did Paradise and Malibu
Seems even the California coast was toast
I was friends with a frog, whose name was Bob.
I was fond of Bob
on probation
Still probably high getting by
Trying to overcome his passed mistakes
While passing jays
Hard to listen what the pastor say
Family members pass away
said - they're deceitful, they're lying, they're cheats, they rip people off. That's the American government for you. America is a third world country,
to know
Prophesied all this would happen than the rooster crowed
Then on the third day an earthquake the world rumbled
The stone was rolled away, Satan's
lives to a New God Incarnate
Taken away to a secluded paradise
Painted as such by a madman
Death becomes a requirement for fulfillment
When love is torn
A Streetcar Named Desire
Wanda, How Green Was my Valley
Stalker, Come and see
Flaming Creatures, To Be or Not to Be
Nanook of the North, The Third Man
Seven
I caught the vision of a paradise
Roll my luck in the dice
Lose lose
My sacrifice
Shame on you won’t fool me twice
Third is a chain charm
Flex hard
was so rich I could’ve bought the world and EVERYTHING
In this life is a game played by a flaky god
He gambles every life
Try to escape but you know
Time is the essence
Either way wasted
The only price for salvation
Is a third world paradise
Time is passing by
Unless it's standing still
Some familiar
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn.
And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Went out walking I recall
Me and my best girl along the wall
In the long grass side by side
Where the big ships go gliding by, go gliding by
this?
What world is this?
On Cracker Island it was raised (hey, hey, hey, hey)
By the collective from the grave (hey, hey, hey, hey)
It only came
remembered
So many times that my memories are worn
Daddy, won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County?
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well,
Walk with me, take my hand
Help me explore this land
Watch the world go by and gaze at clouds in the sky
Stay with me, be with me, stay here
gon' be litty
Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
Vintage frames, I see nobody fuckin' wit' him
Pretty thug, out the third ward, hit
Will it come? No one knows, hey yo, no one knows
No one can resist the desire
To escape to paradise
But it seems like there's nothing else to do
Paradise
Step out into this brave new world
A brand new day, gotta make a name because
Everybody's expecting it of you
And our names they make us
And come with me to paradise?
So I can fulfill your every need, yeah
Away from the world just you and me
In my secret hideaway
We will live all our fantasies
Welcome to the afterlife
Manifest your paradise
Karma fuels my appetite
Feel it in your alkaline
Welcome to the afterlife
Manifest your paradise
the pervasive
Beat as you wile away the night to
Calypso music played with torches yes
You in the third world
Snap on a palm leaf and
Receive a complimentary
is not typical
what you can achieve
in this world
when you're not political
in another paradise
tell me if you wanna try
a slice of some purple pie
from whites
Or Columbus was murdered in the ocean from murky tides
I
Often daydream bout the life I could have lived in paradise
But instead I'm in
By the Rivers of Dye, the planets do align
Floating from my mind, in total paradise
I see the sparks roll in, in total unison
I feel the colors burst
.png/220px-Third_World_(Third_World_album_cover).png "Third World Don")
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