Lyrics:
up for sale
Dead men, tell no tales
In Gangland, where jail birds die
A knife at your throat another body on the pile
A contract to keep and it's
up for sale
Dead men, tell no tales
In Gangland, where jail birds die
A knife at your throat another body on the pile
A contract to keep and it's
"Good God Almighty, like back in the old days
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you know whether
contract
Baby me and you
A fuck pon a international level
You pussy tight and good
Mi feel like mi de a heaven
coke sales
One brick, two brick equal what my show sell
Money in a suitcase like deal or no deal
I was good with no deal, told you I did wholesale
Yeah
Ladies, make it hot, girls, make it hot
Ladies, make it hot, girls, make it hot
Ladies, make it hot, girls, make it hot
Mr. International
Temple Of Hip Hop, ribbons
International, UNESCO and also by
300 Hip-Hop activists
Pioneers and UN delegates
In the first place this document recognises
See the tower, tall and beautiful
Like a thimble on a sharp pencil
People know of you no matter where I go
Your reputation is international
See
Organised fun
Pocket listening devices
Product placement
Overdrafts
Calculated vulgarity
Public crises
Private contracts
Two blue ticks and no reply
Salt
on the way
'Cause the contract over
What good is a team if they don't ball out with you?
Domino business they'll fall out with you
At the table with
the fed
The contract states from here upon your dead
The girl at the bar is an underworld star
Settling on debts with north Zanzibar
Your names on the list,
a disorderly crowd
Members under arrest
International association of witnesses
They knew nothing about the organisation
And easy to put to good use
Only
Would you trade your soul in heartbreak, lay
Down your life for love
Sacrifice the meaning that you
Found in stars above
I dream of contracts signed
catching a glimpse of the first act
Mile high with the headroom ready to land now I heard that
Through customs international, we vibe in Japan
Met the squad
Satchel paige with the sales pitch
Bustin hammers nigga nailed it
Sippin on somethin KELLtic
Blowing on something SELL-TIC
Im a catapault
the word is (Huh?)
Fake love got a big man like me flyin' 'round
With a tool in the car like I
Don't know what a bird is
International, bigger than
extraction and sales of resources to compete with Asian trade and the EU's Euro.
N.A.U. in 2010 with the amero.
Security and prosperity through poverty
building
Some suits wearing ties and shit
But there's some real good-ass fucking people, man
Steve Bartels, Faisel, Jeff
Fucking Justin Duran, Dave Bell
wrist
Good credit score she buying this
Putting money down she ain't hiding it
Warranty gap no declining it
Contract ready and she signing it
Shorty got
Mazzieh knew that was last bell
There's no future in Nigeria
Mazzieh started new life period
Gone with him to Nederlanden
With contract to Nec Nijmegen
around
Salesman
Signed a contract
One phone call later had the sales hot
All it bought
Jackpot
A big shot
But when your life has gone down the drain
You wonder if your children will face the killer's smile
Dead men - tell no tales
In Gangland - murders up for sale
Dead men - tell no tales
In
"Well, when Johnny was first starting out
He was signed to this personal service
Contract, with a big bandleader and as
His career got better
it?
Shit, I'll take a life for my moment's moment
Contract your own sale, fuck a deal, you're in a optoin
Turn the bass up, get mothafuckas to go
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