Lyrics:
the oldest
And strongest emotion known to man
Something deeply inscribed in our
Nervous system and subconscious
Over time, however
Something strange began
Cause we have the madda voice the madda choice
From the caribbean you better think twice
We have the madda voice the madda choice
Make gal roll over
to test this caliber
Binary Star battle your villainous characters to the end
We're poets, heroic like Super Friends
[Senim Silla]
Bruce Wayne
All this time was just a test man been giving it all my rest man best man
Don't take offence man but this system don't make sense man
Borders to divide
too close wind up back in love today?
I got to go away to The United States
Gonna make sure everyone knows my name
Yeah one flew over the coo coos
Next
And push back like receding hair lines
That's the essence of the effervescence
At this melodic dynamic shit progresses
A mic murderer for hire
As I sit
I be doin what I want, Don't try and test me
If you want a challenge I can hit you with that lefty
Turn up the volume now It's getting kind of hectic
that fake shit I'm a take shit back
Progressive movements in tune with a makeshift match
Raisin' an army
Fighting over radio stations which one day
of it
The drugs all in their system got 'em adamant, they're fine
But in their mind, they know they're not
So they let the substance in their
arms over my shoulders like a JanSport
I sway my hips back and forth
Then I press against him make sure he got the rhythm
Now it's people spectating
I dedicate this one to all the buddha lovers all across
the world, all over the globe,
from amsterdam to humble county,
miami, atlanta, seattle, L.
Stake your bet and roll the dice,
Killers in the cut with us,
Test your luck could be your night,
Or not at all,
Yours or mines that’s a grimey sight,
on the block all day and night till the police come through then we get trashed I had the blick and a roll in my stash I came from nothing now I have that bag
or lil funny gas
Maybe a little grass to roll over and laugh
Real light it for the homies fucking with us day one
Never let the scraping demons feeling
that Drum Roll
She said her name was Porsche
And she wants me over to test drive
Need a DUI for that chocha
Cause she love drunk off my sex drive
Just
it's over
Five pounds equal a new Corolla
Lost a whole load
Give me a week and I'm back on the road
I'm on a roll
Counting the money like I'm on a roll
eating lobster and shrimp in the Bungalow
I'm back like crack over the drum roll
You know, wherever I go the gun go
[Chorus]
We on the grind (hey)
And the Bog is just moss over swamp and sticks
I aced the trip in my flying disk spaceship
Falcon Millennium inter stellar whip
With a system that thumps
my pants i can't do a dance
I dance when I want
Cause I prance like Blitzen
A fucking reindeer fucking come here
And I'll cum all over your
Ear like
testament, don't test him then
I know what y'all thinkin dick, pause
Your future's my past, I've been here before
I know when you're schemin, I feel when
wanna act the fool, and come and test
Get that ak slug through your vest
Forget your dog, get bucked
Wind up and see you with all the garbage stuck
wanna act the fool, and come and test
Get that ak slug through your vest
Forget your dog, get bucked
Wind up and see you with all the garbage stuck
Let us venture deep
To words concrete
Nights I hardly sleep
Roll the weed for stress relief
It's like medication
Feel the patience
As you rise feel
sound
In a soundclash we leave
Duppies flying around
In a soundclash, fassyhole, me run that
Any sound system test, me dun dat
Anytime me come stage
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