Lyrics:
and light the
Mind
Yo finga press
Rewind
Is it a skill or maybe just
By design
Lets ignore the world and play it
By tha ear
Im talkin no fear I'm talkin slow
Oh
Yeah
Yeah
Glory
Yeah
You deserve it yeah
Yeah
You deserve it
Every City
Every single nation
Give up all the glory
To the rock of our salvation
the breath from your chest
Third inception to the effervescence
Effortlessness, Rest
cyo secrets of the espionage
Guarded by the laws of the city
Yo this
All wrote books in the sixties all funded by the club of rome and the bilderberg group
On record but ignored a world economic forum fellow MIT professor
Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor
Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed
In the wicked ways of the world
God gives
to India leavin four successor states
By the Fifth century B.C., R.O.M.E.
succeeds to be the conqueror of Egypt and Greece
But had the threat of the Black
on your banners. Mind your manners. No looting nor shooting at all, if you all stand united, then no one will fall. There's a spell over the world
america's some motherfuckin' apple pie
Yo, you gotta be high to believe that
You're gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve
'Cause once you
Man just quit, can't even throw a gat damn fit
Counterfeit, that's what y'all are rocking with
Take a hint you need some peppermint
CDG? rather rock
up my vibe, trying to have a good time
I.G. I'm going live but shit get real
I'm a red stick boy, third world steppa. Hot like, hot like, hot like
Some get it right, all night, rawhide shit
Most of us get by by getting' high - Shit...
The world's at an absolute low- So why quit?
I wake up, drink,
But the hurdles in the mind of a man stuck living is inside
We reside in the eye of the third living in a world where you get killed
IF YOU ScY cNOTHER
got guns
They want to be hard rocks and not be a fool
That buys a history book
Not me, I'll need a clock, not rock to my hits
all that You had, all You gave
And all that You endured from this rebel world
What a wondrous cross You chose to bear
What a wonder You would even care
and Carlos, all peeps at Fat Beats
Street sweep, strip the lock after we rock
The world is in my hand, but I'm in Pandora's Box
Think the bigger picture is
answer now
Am I original? (yeah)
Am I the only one? (yeah)
Am I sexual? (yeah)
Am I everything you need?
You better rock your body now
Oh, oh,
revolution
It's the new rock revolution
It's the new rock revolution
We are rebels with no yell
We are idols in our prime of nothingness
Let's do it for
it ain't easy to tell though
The rap giant, Henry, the send me deep in the railroad
I'm heavy metal or rock, roll of the rebel, without a pause
continue where we left off (the rebel villain, the rebel-)
People saying Czar like ASMR, the coke rush, we rock the casbar
E S back at 'em, savage like
Chorus:
From what I was told niggaz say I'm a hit No Limit like Pac,
Hit Death Row and make some mon', now dance hoe
And blow, up like the world trade
a ruthless boy
Who escaped the bad lane
Keep my bless awake
Third eye inside my brain
Baby girl
My mind do not stop
I killed the snake
You ask, who shot?
I
these sins
With prayer sessions and weed ash
It’s contradicting I know
But it dulls the pain that we have
And I can’t see straight
But I can see these
gettin' stomped by the marching band
Keep 'em shook like spray cans (it's so hot)
It's so hot it'll make your face tan (ooh)
Ace ban rap, the place,
want to give it back
You've tried to walk like Ghandi, but the clothes upon your back
They're made in third world sweatshops with synthetic golden
.png/220px-Third_World_(Third_World_album_cover).png "Third World Don")
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