Lyrics:
Mensa membership exceeding
Tell me why and how are all the stupid people breeding
Watson, it's really elementary
The industrial revolution
Has flipped the bitch on evolution
The benevolent and wise are being cornered, ostracized, what a bummer
The world keeps getting dumber
Insensitivity is standard and faith is being fancied over reason
Darwin's rollin' over in his coffin
The fittest are surviving much less often
Now everything seems to be reversing, and it's worsening
Someone flopped a steamer in the gene pool
Now angry mob mentality's no longer the exception, it's the rule
And I'm startin' to feel a lot like Charleton Heston
Stranded on a primate planet
Apes and orangutans that ran it to the ground
With generals and the armies that obeyed them
Followers following fables
Philosophies that enable them to rule without regard
There's no point for democracy when ignorance is celebrated
Political scientists think the same one vote as some Arkansas inbred
Majority rule, don't work in mental institutions
Sometimes the smallest softest voice carries the grand biggest solutions
What are we left with?
Back when Eisenhower was the President
Golf courses was where most of
His time was spent
So I never really listened to
What the President said
Because in general I believed that
The General was politically dead
But he always seemed to know when the
Muscles were about to be flexed
Because I remember him saying something
Mumbling something about a
Military Industrial Complex
Americans no longer fight to
Keep their shores safe
Just to keep the jobs going
In the arms making workplace
Then they pretend to be gripped by
Some sort of political reflex
But all they're doing is paying dues
To the Military Industrial Complex
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
Get together whenever they
Think it's necessary
They turn our brothers and
Sisters into mercenaries
They are turning the planet into a cemetery
The Military and the Monetary
Use the media as intermediaries
They are determined to keep
The citizens secondary
They make so many decisions
That are arbitrary
We're marching behind a commander in chief
Who is standing under a spotlight
Shaking like a leaf
But the ship of state had
Landed on an economic reef
So we knew he was going to
Bring us messages of grief
The Military and the Monetary
Were shielded by January and
Went storming into February
Brought us pot bellied generals as luminaries
Two weeks ago I hadn't heard of
The son of a bitch
Now all of a sudden he's legendary
They took the honour from the honourary
They took the dignity from the dignitaries
They took the secrets from the secretary
But they left the bitch an obituary
The Military and the Monetary
From thousands of miles away in
A Saudi Arabian sanctuary
Had us all scrambling for our dictionaries
Cause we couldn't understand
The fuckin vocabulary
Yeah, there was some smart bombs
But there was some dumb ones as well
Scared the hell out of CNN
In that Baghdad hotel
The Military and the Monetary
They get together whenever they
Think it's necessary
War in the desert sometimes sure is scary
But they beamed out the war
To all their subsidiaries
Tried to make So Damn
Insane a worthy adversary
Keeping the citizens secondary
Scaring old folks into coronaries
The Military and the Monetary
From thousands of miles in
A Saudi Arabian sanctuary
Kept us all wondering if all
Of this was really truely, necessary
We've got to work for Peace
Peace ain't coming this way
If we only work for Peace
If everyone believed in Peace the
Way they say they do we'd have Peace
The only thing wrong with Peace
Is that you can't make no money from it
The Military and the Monetary
They get together whenever they
Think it's necessary
They've turned our brothers and
Sisters into mercenaries
They are turning the planet, into a cemetery
Got to work for Peace
Peace ain't coming this way
We should not allow ourselves to be mislead
By talk of entering a time of Peace
Peace is not the absence of war
It is the absence of the rules of war and
The threats of war and
The preparation for war
Peace is not the absence of war
It is the time when we will all
Bring ourselves closer to each other
Closer to building a structure that
Is unique within ourselves
Because we have finally come
To Peace within ourselves
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
Get together whenever they
Think it's necessary
They've turned our brothers and
Sisters into mercenaries
They are turning parts of the planet
Into a cemetery
The Military and the Monetary
The Military and the Monetary
We hounded the Ayatollah religiously
Bombed Libya and killed
Quadafi's son hideously
We turned our back on
Our allies the Panamanians
And saw Ollie North selling
Guns to the Iranians
Watched Gorbachev slaughtering Lithuanians
We better warn the Amish
They may bomb the Pennsylvanians
The Military and the Monetary
Get together whenever they
Think it's necessary
They have turned our brothers
And sisters into mercenaries
They are turning the planet, into a cemetery
I don't want to sound like
No late night commercial
But it's a matter of fact that there are
Thousands of children all over the world
In Asia and Africa and in South
America who need our help
When they start talking about 55 cents a
Day and 70 cents a day
I know a lot of folks feel as though that
Thats not really any kind
Of contribution to make
But we had to give up a dollar
And a half just to get in the subway nowadays
So this is a song about tommorrow
And about how tommorrow can be
Better if we all "Each one reach one
Each one try to teach one"
Nobody can do everything
But everybody can do something
Everyone must play a part
Everyone got to go to work, Work for Peace
Spirit Say Work, Work for Peace
If you believe the things you say, go to work
If you believe in Peace, time to go to work
Can't be wavin your head no more, go to work
Mensa membership conceding
Tell me why and how are all the stupid people breeding
Watson, it's really elementary
The industrial revolution
Has flipped the bitch on evolution
The benevolent and wise are being thwarted, ostracized, what a bummer
The world keeps getting dumber
Insensitivity is standard and faith is being fancied over reason
Darwin's rolling over in his coffin
The fittest are surviving much less often
Now everything seems to be reversing, and it's worsening
Someone flopped a steamer in the gene pool
Now angry mob mentality's no longer the exception, it's the rule
And I'm starting to feel a lot like Charlton Heston
Stranded on a primate planet
Apes and orangutans that ran it to the ground
With generals and the armies that obeyed them
Followers following fables
Philosophies that enable them to rule without regard
There's no point for democracy when ignorance is celebrated
Political scientists get the same one vote as some Arkansas inbred
Majority rule, don't work in mental institutions
Sometimes the smallest softest voice carries the grand biggest solutions
What are we left with?
Mensa membership conceding
Tell me why and how are all the stupid people breeding
Watson, it's really elementary
The industrial revolution
Has flipped the bitch on evolution
The benevolent and wise are being thwarted, ostracized, what a bummer
The world keeps getting dumber
Insensitivity is standard and faith is being fancied over reason
Darwin's rolling over in his coffin
The fittest are surviving much less often
Now everything seems to be reversing, and it's worsening
Someone flopped a steamer in the gene pool
Now angry mob mentality's no longer the exception, it's the rule
And I'm starting to feel a lot like Charlton Heston
Stranded on a primate planet
Apes and orangutans that ran it to the ground
With generals and the armies that obeyed them
Followers following fables
Philosophies that enable them to rule without regard
There's no point for democracy when ignorance is celebrated
Political scientists get the same one vote as some Arkansas inbred
Majority rule, don't work in mental institutions
Sometimes the smallest softest voice carries the grand biggest solutions
What are we left with?
Put their slogans on the factory wall
The lights go down, darkness falls
On the waterfront
We appear from a world of cold and steel
Discarded by the industrial wheel
On the waterfront
But down the dockland late at night
The fires of London burn so bright
No one cares, or sheds a tear
For those who live through their nights of fear
On the waterfront
We live together
On the waterfront
We stay forever
On the waterfront
They push us away, they close the door
In the part of the city that no-one saw
On the waterfront
And so we move like ghosts through a timeless zone
Through the midst of the river we call our home
On the waterfront
But down the dockland late at night
The fires of London burn so bright
No one cares, or sheds a tear
For those who live through their nights of fear
On the waterfront
We live together
On the waterfront
We stay forever
On the waterfront
On the waterfront
We live together
On the waterfront
We stay forever
On the waterfront
We appear from a world of cold and steel
Discarded by the industrial wheel
And no one cares, or sheds a tear
For those who live through their nights of fear
On the waterfront
We live together
On the waterfront
We stay forever
On the waterfront
On the waterfront
We live together
On the waterfront
We stay forever
On the waterfront
U.N.I.Verse at war
U.N.I.Verse at war, motherfucker
We gonna do this Chi-town style, Illadelph
You know how we get down, you know the business
Bringin' it straight to your chest
Yessah, hah, yeah, break it down, one, two
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what you thought before
Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what you thought before
Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or level of the whole conceptor
Check it, 1, 2
Rappers
Get on the mic, talk about cars and clothes sounding like hoes
Ain't been exposed to the foes of most disciples
I'm from the state that is Ill, the rap son of man rotated down to Phil
To say what I feel, get it off my burnt chest, my word becomes flesh
War going on between the West and the East
Of the land niggaz don't own a piece
Grease is the word, Murray slides some pimp oil to me
My lady friend sneaks my beer in the movie
Throw your hands in the air if you the true and living
Beware the new world order, the Devil's new religion
Sent my homey to the number two division
Sellin' bootleg movies, got my VCR on a evasive maneuver
Be that as I chooses, drinkin' tropical
It's just sittin' at a table with sophisticated bitches
Nah, that ain't nothin', I would call my mother
Nor do I call every nigga, my brother
Gotta have Black Thought, it's sorta be like Malik
So don't Question a Brother to the Roots, I get deep
Yo enter the last era
Your scholarship into the world of politics and mascara
We operate within this artificial opera
I bring hip hop terror like the Fuhrer, the Ace Ventura into the horror
Laboratory laborer, venture beyond the border
I'll structure a style, destroy your whole aura
Plus you're adrenalin'll rise before your eyes and mortalize
My image hit the skies, deceive the Devil in disguise
My music, I parenthesize, represent the wise
Do this, be how we enterprise, kid, no compromise
I'm thinkin' fast like drama, dyin', I wear your mind away like Alzheimer
I pull a mic up out my bomber big up to Bahama
The A O, this year we leavin' 'em in trauma
Then after me, I plan to leave behind, the legacy or history of the family The fifth dynasty for humanity to bear witness to this
Del-val-syllable stylist
You know the time, kid
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what you thought before
Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what you thought before
Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or level of the whole conceptor
Yo, the general flows, kids compose on tablet
Expose how they was average and they thoughts not rapid
Here comes the hot package, through your block like traffic
The rock was typed graphic, now watch the mic blast it
Shootin' at the stars with emphatic rap static
See the mirror shatter from thoughts, I'm bustin' back at it
The Lieutenant, the elephant, sippin' automatic
Mic, rippin' Asiatic, architects out to have it
The turn of the century, the planet's like a penitentiary
Exaggerated, niggaz is livin' highly medicated
I used to love but now she violated
Hip-hop holocaust and camps, old champs are concentrated
They outdated and incarcerated
Loved and appreciated, hated and very debated
For every career created was eliminated
And that's the way the balance of yin and yang related
As the block is divine, niggaz swing on in a safari
Wild niggaz like I'm high on latari
Some let the block block they mind if they could see what I see
Get out the city for a sec, be at the places I be
Hey, I'ma be back on the deck
Opening business in places for you to cash your check
My neck of the woods ain't all good, ain't all bad
You can live in the burbs and still get had
The sad part about it, niggaz had houses on the lake
They tryin' to move us out, the land we ain't appreciate
For peace we skate, crackers we roll or player hate
Call each other 'cause, 'cause of how we relate
I see way too many Cadillacs with dope man plates
Through the wind and blow ups is how niggaz communicate
Harmonizing through beepers and reefer
The city got my peoples in a sleeper, talk is getting cheaper
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what you thought before
Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what you thought before
Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what you thought before
Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what you thought before
Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or level of the whole shit, bro, yeah
Yeah, U.N.I.Verse
At war
U.N.I.Verse (when you and I verse)
At war motherfucker
We gonna do this Chi-town style (verse at war)
Illadelph, you know how we get down
You know the business (Illtown illanoid)
Bringin it straight to your chest (comin thru with the iller category)
Yessah, hah, yeah (preacher man with the Com)
Break it down one two (we about to drop a bomb, check it)
When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War)
And your verse at core, for what you thought before
Steppin up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or, level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War)
And your verse at core, for what you thought before
Steppin up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or, level of the whole conceptor
Check it, rappers
Get on the mic talk about cars and clothes
Sounding like hoes
Ain't been exposed to the foes,the moes, disciples
I'm from the state that is Ill, the rap son of man
Rotated down to Phil, to say what I feel
Get it off my bird chest, my word becomes flesh
War, going on between the West and the East
Of the land, niggas don't own a piece
Grease is the word, Murray slides some pimp oil to me
My lady friend sneaks my beer in the movie
Throw your hands in the air, if you the true and living
Beware, the new world order, the devil's new religion
Sent my homey to the number two division
Sellin bootleg movies, got my VCR on a ove' smove'
Be at Fat Tuesday's, drinkin tropical it's just sittin
At a table with sophisticated bitches
Nah that ain't nothin I would call my mother
Nor do I call every nigga my brother
Gotta have Black Thought, it's sorta B like Malik
So don't Question a Brother, to the Roots I get deep
Yo, enter the last era
Your scholarship into the world of politics
And mascara, we operate within this artificial op-era
I bring hip-hop terror like the Fuhrer
The Ace Ventura into the horror
Laboratory laborer, venture beyond the border
I'll struc-ture a style destroy your whole aura
Plus you're a-drenalin'll rise before your eyes
And mortalize, my image hit the skies
Deceive the devil in disguise
My music I parenthesize
Represent the wise, through this be how we enterprise
Kid no compromise (yeah, yeah) I'm thinkin fast like Rama-
Dan, I wear your mind away like Alzheimer
I pull a mic up out my bomber big up to Bahama-
Dia, A-O this year we leavin em in trauma
Then after me, I plan to leave behind, the legacy
Or history of the family, the fifth dynasty
For humanity, to bear witness to this
Del-val-syllable stylist
You know the time kid
When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War)
And your verse at core, for what you thought before
Steppin up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or, level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War)
And your verse at core, for what you thought before
Steppin up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or, level of the whole conceptor
Yo, the general flows, kids compose on tablet
Expose how they was average
And they thoughts not rapid
Here comes the hot package, through your block like traffic
The rock was typed graphic now watch the mic blast it
Shootin at the stars with emphatic rap static
See the mirror shatter from thoughts, I'm bustin back at it
The Lieuten-ant, the ele-phant, sippin automatic
Mic, rippin asiatic, architects out to have it
The turn of the century, the planet's like a penitentiary
Exaggerated, niggas is livin highly medicated
I Used to Love Her but now she violated
Hip-hop holocaust and camps, old champs are concentrated
They outdated and incarcerated
Loved and appreciated hated and very debated
For every career created was eliminated
And that's the way the balance of yin and yang related
Every Block is divine
Niggas swing on in a safari
Wild niggas, like I'm high on latari
Some let the block, block they mind, if they could see what I see
Get out the city for a sec be at the places I be
Hey, I'mma be back on the deck, opening
Business in places for you to cash your check
My, neck of the woods ain't all good ain't all bad
You can live in the burbs, and still get had
The sad part about it niggas had houses on the lake
They tryin to move us out, the land we ain't appreciate
For peace we skate, crackers be rollerblading on hate
Call each other cuz cause of how we relate
I see way too many Cadillacs with dope man plates
Through the wind and blow-ups, is how niggas communicate
Harmonizing through beeper and reefer
The city got my peoples in a sleeper, talk is getting cheaper
When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War)
And your verse at core, for what you thought before
Steppin up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or, level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War)
And your verse at core, for what you thought before
Steppin up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or, level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war (U.N.I.Verse at War)
And your verse at core, for what you thought before
Steppin up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or, level of the whole conceptor
And they got these Appliances in there that really go for a guy dressed up like a housewife who can speak German (you know what I mean) . . . so Joe's learned how to speak German, he goes in this place and he sees these little Kitchen Machineries dancing around with each other, and he sees this one . . . that looks like it's a cross between an industrial vacuum cleaner and a chrome piggy bank with marital aids stuck all over its body . . . it's really exciting . . . and when he sees it, he BURSTS INTO SONG . . .
(Scheduled movie, at once)
CZARFACE, the baddest one man army to hit town
(Untouchable was never in your reach)
Just like that, yeah, we back, yeah, the wait is up
Fresh in the game, I Jayson Tatum up
Live guy, no glasses, got my Lasik up
This ain't Lady Luck, this is Gary Vaynerchuk
Yeah yeah, it's them dark kids
Upgrade your Enfamil, your formula is garbage
Thanos with the glove, yeah, the rocks gleam
I can feel the hate through the lock screen
Catch a little dap from the new poem
Maladjusted, yeah, I grew up on that group home (CZARFACE)
Wildin' out, yeah, the knives are out
Only way you touch the Es' is if you type it out
Never heard of your swag, never knew your swag
Make a move, I put two in your swag
Still runnin' at the mouth, either stupid or mad
See the general stripes, W on the flag
If I'm ever gon' do it, I'ma do it for cash
I don't trick, I could get it in the coupe or the cab
Rude in my stance, bring it back, end zone, doin' my dance
Fingers snap like the groove on the jazz
How I spazz like a muscle pull
Hate 'cause your life suck, mine wonderful
Find somethin' to do
Durant in the Bay, they uncomfortable
Nothin' new, I'm talk of the town, ay yo, what's up with you?
Well I was dancing in the lesbian bar
In the industrial zone.
I was dancing with my friends
And dancing alone.
Well the first bar things were alright
But in this bar, things were Friday night.
Enquanto você na arquibancada, eu na geral
Enquanto eu além de tudo, você afinal
Enquanto eu rondó, você madrigal, madrigal, madrigal
Enquanto eu paro e penso, você avança o sinal
Enquanto você carta marcada, eu canastra real
Enquanto eu lugar-comum, você especial
Enquanto eu na cozinha, você no quintal, no quintal, no quintal
Você dois pra lá, e eu dois pra cá
É a dança da nossa paixão
Dois pra lá, e eu dois pra cá
É a dança da nossa paixão
Enquanto você kamikaze, eu general
Enquanto eu paquetá, você cabo canaveral
Enquanto eu média luz, você carnaval, carnaval, carnaval
Enquanto você no olimpo, ai de mim mortal
Enquanto você brisa, eu vendaval
Enquanto você Roberto, eu Hermeto Pascoal
Você dois pra lá, e eu dois pra cá
É a dança da nossa paixão
Dois pra lá, e eu dois pra cá
É a dança da nossa paixão
Enquanto você monumento, eu pedra de sal
Enquanto você na folia, eu no funeral
Enquanto eu matriz, você filial, filial, filial
Enquanto você Branca de Neve, eu Lobo Mau
Enquanto eu papai e mamãe, você sexo oral
Enquanto eu na canção, você no parque industrial
Você dois pra lá, e eu dois pra cá
É a dança da nossa paixão
Dois pra lá, e eu dois pra cá
É a dança da nossa paixão
Freeze like chilly Willy the Eskimo
Vigilante like Steven Segal
Now bust the desperado
You fuckin' with the all time pros
While the zoom lens ammorate niggas from transistor radios
Mission Impossible without expose
Once I diagnose those who be creepin' blow 'em off they tippy toes
Sorry, fake nigga that's how it goes
Sport the suede-front bullet proof vests in case
You complicate my dough
Handle situations pronto
While appearances got you all hearin' this when I be doin' cameos
Shit be Wild Hot like Tabasco
Fuck the fool-ass nigga trespass and caught him in my last zone
Stick a nigga bad like the last hole
Runnin' up on muthafuckas late night jumpin' out the astro
No, No,No,No,No
If you violate I start to dictate just like Fidel Castro
Make you dreadlock yo' afro
And when I'm done I ride of with theme music by my man D'Angelo
We make the shit Wild Hot
[Chorus: x3]
Chemical pollution
We're heading for disaster
Progressive destruction
We are all in hot water
Environmental
Deterioration
Agonizing world
Stark desolation
Bleching out chimney stack's
Industrial area
Noxious smoke / Posion gas
On the verge of asphyxia
Wasted life
We have reached the point of no return
End of live
Now our future takes a turn
Nuclear explosions
No regard for life
No man's land / Danger zones
Dead silence / No sign of life
Radioactive waste
Contamination
Agonizing world
Stark desolation
Carbonic dioxides
Nuclear radiation
Acid rain / Toxic clouds
Critical situation
Wasted life
We have reached the point of no return
End of life
Now our future takes turn
(Lips, Reiner, Allison, Dickson)
Innocence
Strays
Freedom
Pays
On board computers malfunction and alter their course
Follow official procedure and answer with force
With force
With Force
Red Zone
Stop
Confused
Caught
Ground forces scramble embark on a murderous task
Shadowed from reason, curtained behind iron mask
Iron mask
Iron mask
Chorus:
Paper General
Printed laws
Paper General
Commie cause
Contact
Sight
Intercept
Flight
Improbable target assassins then contact the ground
Civilian airliner or not, Kremlin says "Shoot it down!"
Speakers on the back porch
Rattling the rafters
Knocking rust off the mailbox
Blowing dust off the tractor
Making them dogs run and hide 'neath the junk car
Ripple that shine on the shelf in a clear jar
Play another song
Look at all the lights down the road coming on
I like Hank, I like Jones
I keep it cranked up
In the honky tonk zone
From the old school to the new boys
Turn that bar stool, longneck noise
All the way up, lock it on loud
Making every Ellie Mae drop it for miles around
Tripping the breakers
Shaking the acres
When I listen to country
So do the neighbors
Wake 'em up (yeah)
Middle of the night
Blow the subs
Trucks pulling in the driveway
Dragging coolers in the backyard
Doing shots off a hay bale
Peeling paint off the red barn (peel it, peel it)
There ain't no strangers that show up 'round here
C'mon in Dogg, grab you a beer
I'm 'bout to play another song
Yeah, I keep it rocking here all night long
Bumping that Hank, bumping that Jones
I keep it cranked up
In the honky tonk zone
From the old school to the new boys
Turn that bar stool, longneck noise
All the way up, lock it on loud
Making every Ellie Mae drop it for miles around
Tripping the breakers
Shaking the acres
When I listen to country
So do the neighbors (hey)
Wake 'em up (yeah)
Middle of the night
Blow the subs
C'mon Snoop
On the porch with my homies at my grandma's house chillin'
We in Mississippi so you know how I'm feelin'
Southern hospitable while eating my edibles
The situation we facing is getting so critical
My grandmother's neighbor drives a General Lee
And come to find out we both got a family tree
That connects us, affects us
So we working together, never say never
'Cause you never know
See I was taught to love
So when push comes to shove
I'ma do what I does, you offer me a beer (yeah)
So I'm offering bud (yeah)
Light it up, lit it up
Don't stop until' you get enough
We gon' live it up
I like Hank, I like Jones (prove it)
I keep it cranked up
In the honky tonk zone
From the old school to the new boys
Turn that bar stool, longneck noise
All the way up, lock it on loud
Making every Ellie Mae drop it for miles around
Tripping the breakers
Shaking the acres
When I listen to country
So do the neighbors (hey)
Wake 'em up (wake 'em up)
Middle of the night (yeah)
When I listen to country
So do the neighbors (light it up)
(Chillin', what?)
We can’t predict any of that. But we do outline in a very general way the measures
that those who hate the industrial system should take in order to prepare the way for a revolution
against that form of society.
It's a holy place if you see things that way
Then they rattle the bones and the analysts play
From his backward collar on a worn out book
Another working class poet with an abstract look
So take me up to the edge of the world
And push me over again
Lead me up to the edge of the world
There comes a time
Now, shake your hair and rattle your cans
It's a service funded by a self-made man
Talks to victims and industrial spies
He feeds you tobacco for the four-minute mile
So take me up to the edge of the world
And push me over again
Lead me up to the edge of the world
There comes a time
With some strange god and a good right hand
We can chase the ghost from the promised land
If the promised land turns out as it should
We can flood the place with consumer goods
When the African general meets the bingo queen
And the collective farmer joins the teenage dream
When the miracle worker saves the chat show host
And the caveman paints another holy ghost
So take me up to the edge of the world
And push me over again
Lead me up to the edge of the world
There comes a time
So take me up to the edge of the world
And push me over again
Lead me up to the edge of the world
There comes a time
We can storm the walls in our leisure wear
While we trap the beast in his stormy lair
Then we'll smooth his image and we'll save his soul
While we fill our schools with the gold we stole
With some strange god and a good right hand
We can chase the ghost from the promised land
If the promised land turns out as it should
We can flood the place with consumer goods
Into the district
Efficiency zone
Interval instinct
Adhere to the tone
Inner city
Warfare
Catalogue
Panic , rapidity
Inner city
Warfare
Index
Sterile century
Industrial context
Peddle the scheme
Hostile contents
Metal machine
Inner city
Warfare
Catalogue
Panic , rapidity
Inner city
Warfare
Index
Sterile century
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind takin'
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up di posse, Fugee comin' around the way
Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home
Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind takin'
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up di posse, Fugee comin' around the way
Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home
I wear my sunglasses at night
To spy on my girlfriend that's right
They dancin', romancin', freakin' at night
Yes, yes, yes, a yes, yes y'all
I wear my sunglasses at night
To spy on my girlfriend that's right
They dancin', romancin', freakin' at night, at night, at night
(Cheeba cheeba y'all)
Say, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
Yeah
What work for another may not work for you, yeah
I come up under Big Sam administration, you know what I'm sayin'
I been a big general, you know what I'm sayin'
But we are to move as ghosts and be very humble and peaceful at all cost
But he that draws the sword should be met with brute force, you know?
Partout des blocs de béton
Entravent la circulation
Partout Paris est enlaidie
C’est la chienlit Place d’Italie !
Mon Général ! Mon Général !
Charles de Gaulle : « Paris, Paris outragé »
Paris zone apaisée ? Paris zone occupée !
Workin' on tracks like we never been free
22 squezze niggas shootin' off C’s
Please thought a nigga shot 16’s
Rhyme sixteens- bada bing, bing, bing
Bing bing if you want to be from HiiiPoWeR
Please come to friend zone but don't wowwy
You will not suck on my dick tonight
Uh, nigga dissed me, done been shot at, done been toe-tagged
Water dried up and I'm glad Moski bought the coke in
Thought he was a boss, then I noticed he got broke friends
Every load I got for us, nigga, I always broke bread
Sit it in the freezer, it get hard, you don't need no fan
Youngin' out the east can't spell his name, but he can throw fan
Flunkies die tryna be gang, I call it smokin'
Search for opps on every block, niggas ain't drop no pen
Young shiner, red zone dotter, I don't need no friends
Fuck you talkin' 'bout
You already know what's up, man
It's EST Gee
5500 the big general, man
Ayy, BMF and EST
Young Shiners for life
Bands up 'til my head gone, pussy
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind takin'
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up di posse, Fugee comin' around the way
Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home
Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind takin'
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up di posse, Fugee comin' around the way
Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home
I wear my sunglasses at night
To spy on my girlfriend that's right
They dancin', romancin', freakin' at night
Yes, yes, yes, a yes, yes y'all
I wear my sunglasses at night
To spy on my girlfriend that's right
They dancin', romancin', freakin' at night, at night, at night
(Cheeba cheeba y'all)
Say, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
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