Lyrics:
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
If "manners maketh man"
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
If "manners maketh man"
We gon' start a society within society
That's major, just like the Negro League
There was a time America wouldn't let us ball
Those times are now
In our Christian society
There's something wrong with having pleasure
Pleasure more precisely is called sin
Therefore our well thinking citizens
price, I'm certainly a heist
For your ice and curtains and vice
Come quietly, Wu-Tang Clan rules society
Because of variety, so maintain your high
they can't stop crack
The police department, is like a crew
It does whatever they want to do
In society you have illegal and legal
We need both,
the
A society in a society, inside the fence life as you know it stops
They got their rules of conduct and we got ours
Be quick or be dead, you crumble up
Legal at last
Now's the time, pick up the pace
Now we'll make an about face
Complexity is yet to be seen
Change rules of society
We take
and use four flows
She use to be a Christian before
But now all she wanna do is shop for Christian Dior clothes
Like baby those are cute I adore those
a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Whoa, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
If "manners maketh man" as someone said
rules society
Because of variety, so maintain your high anxiety
And lead them to defy me, diary...
I need 18 points for my next joint
This high
So, you say you're a Christian
Cause you believe in Christ
You don't believe in sinning
And you're opposed to lies
You send your kids to schools
on the spree
Alcohol not sad
Make legal marjuarana
Society need progress
Never not sure
From god for mine
A very bad of life
I don't choice
It's stupid world
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
If "manners maketh man"
Investigate what your ancestors left you
A wreath. A god and belief in slavery
You fight away this monochrome pact
It's legal action, it's matter
Forbidding the obstruction. The desire on the rules.
Doctrines and treaties. Crafts and laws. The society creates your standarts. Rudeness with
Charlatans running wild
Husbands who spank wives
Parents who kill their child
Christians without christ
Forty thousand murders a year
Hatred, blood,
(mass murder)
Scapegoats on which every imaginary blame can be laid
For male â?? dominated christian society
Women were anathematized and cast as witches
Christian Dior Dior
Haute Society sur le territoire FR en clair,
C'est trop tard gars le mal est fait
of a Christian
Palms stay sweaty from the vision
So I ain't got time for you niggas
Nigga fuck what you talking bout
If you ain't with the team we ain't worry bout
Expose yourself
As being honest living a good Christian life
Pretend to care for the really poor
With your charity they'll survive
TV-shows to raise
the wave
Uh, yeah, we the wave
Like Christian Combs with a brush in his hand once the grease is laid
Shit is 360 like the label deal you signed to get
When religion shaped the backbone of society
Wretched poverty, the common man, he feared the scout
Desperate times, they called for desperate
You preach your message of moral high
Heaven knows how you must lie
A sound Christian life, how sad
So restrained, but you need it so bad
Mrs.
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