Lyrics:
ndalemba pansi pa mtima waine
And I'm ready to meet your parents
Mmmmmmhhh
Utha kuwafunsa kwanu lobola nzingati
Pakhale committee iyambe budget ya ukwati
the reason for these hearings in front of the Commerce Committee?
FZ: Sex!
Well
FZ: Sex!
Senator Hawkins: Thank you. I think that statement tells the story
This is the early evening edition of the news.
The recent fight in the House of Representatives was over the open housing
section of the Civil
sippin 'Gnac, y'all wassup?
Girls, rub on your titties (yeah)
Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool
Girls, rub on your titties (Yeah)
Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that act shitty
In the midst
And caused a resolution to be buried in committee
The main interest was never to stop fascism
But advancing Imperialist interests of that prism
Roosevelt
all around
(Some 179 million so far)
Including Allen and Milton and Dwight
If you believe in more hospitals, housing
And schools new highways and civil
Wildin', doin' shit that's way out of your budget
Owl sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it
Damn, this shit could go on a tape
Bitches lovin' my
she had the nerve to go and ask me why I did it
Shit, I’m on a roll
I’m on a roll
The committee’s all blood, that’s hard to divide
Y’all loose with
Observe that worker
Find that report
Call that committee
Punch that card
Scan that budget
Swing that briefcase
Talk to the people
Every meeting shrinks
of the Civil Rights Bill brought
Traditional enemies together but it left
The defenders of the measure without the
Votes of their strongest supporters
President
up and then "Who me?"
Locked in a trunk by Republican villains
Pinstripe suits, experts at killin
Civil war, but some want out
Trapped in a box
murtir hath dhore
Dos koti dosh lakh budget jotota toto valo
Matir manush dhukche dhunuchir dhoway charidik kaalo
Heavy bass alcohol biday e compulsory
ndu jogga pa Civil
So I hit it Again and Again
I go hard Again and Again
And the boi is just Ten outta Ten
Ndekha ndekha ndiku Turner Paden
Kungoti
Perceiving dystopian civil war
Steal a meal to the last tickle in your jaw
All clammy all-state labor day committee folk
Got busy worker ants intimidate
We're destroying ourselves instead
Who cares about our civil rights
As long as I get paid?
The blind Me-Generation
Doesn't care if life's a lie
Your excused from the roundtable admissions committee
Activist legends turned hostage in fallen cities
Dirty earthlings circling vision immaculate
Spin
Arrival is immunization, immigration, passport control
And The Committee of Un-American Activities
Departure was: cancel milk and papers
Leave front-door
Cause in them days
Reading was illegal for
Blacks who wanted their freedom gained
Abolitionist
In the vigilance committee
Protecting his people from
with no underwear to mentioned
Why don't commandoes wear pants?
Is it civil service nuts and their funding cuts?
That leave no budget or grants
Or is
boards
Join a commitee
On budget planning
Or the housing authority
Its true electoralism is largely a sham
But if you run for local office you can change
nothin to be scare about
I'm from Dodge City committee witty pitty the foo homie clever wit the tool homie
Rollin them same dudes never wit no new homies
the single committee
Get you a drink don't care if it's fifty
Face on a hundred, forgot about my budget
Practiced my smooth talk, so you gotta love it
Grabbing
Russian, uh
Pussy you rap on a budget, uh
Ayy, fuck it, what's up
I'm getting jaded, my head out the cut
They never managed to see through the dust
Hate
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