Lyrics:
the moon rocks
With a big dream
Inter galactic yeah
Nothing to feel but this magic here
Wishing upon me
This ain't a falling star
It's a big dream
You tryna
right hand can
Do anything for you with purpose
Call it secret service, call it secret service
Just remain calm
I know you're shaky and nervous
Call
Trance intelligence.
Trance intelligent galactic intellect.
Inter acts with flowers.
Let us pray for the wise men of today.
A new way will rise up with
tell you tell you no lies
That's my lip service lip service
That's my lip service lip service
I can tell you heard
A lot of this before
I can
tell you tell you no lies
That's my lip service lip service
That's my lip service lip service
I can tell you heard
A lot of this before
I can
offend
This is what you call revolutionary ride music
Vibe to it, there ain't no telling who I influence
(My lifestyle) ignorance and intelligence
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Inter football, france football. presente en direct do stade
The Inter City service
To the rural fields, The Iron grid
An espresso at the Roma termini
A stopover in Triest
Dragging iron ore from Kiruna
All connected by
Greetings Ladies and Gentlemen of Earth and all native intelligences
of the forty planets, satellites, moons, stars,
and any other inhabited orbs
have a purpose
Poetry is medicine and rapping is a service
The game is a circus. A whole bunch of clowns
Who take what they can get. But they ain't
believe I am a beautiful example of success
I believe my welfare comes first and I act accordingly
I believe I am of maximum service to those who need me
I
trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail inter chart movement
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album
Bonaparte Primos Inter pares
Will mio in Bares
Lehn dich zurück mein Name wird zum Wort des Jahres
Primos Inter pares
Bin der erste unter ersten
did what we're doin' with rap?
Man couldn't sell out his show after all them years of doin' the cap
Sprinter, two gyal in a van
Inter, two man in
arrivées, ont pris la place de la main de l'Homme, ont pris la place de l'intelligence de l'Homme, ont pris la place des yeux de l'Homme
La forêt et
milliard
Tellement bêtes et orgueilleux
Les politicards jouent avec le feu
Leur savoir au service du mal
Pressés à remplir la malle la malle yo
Ils veulent
to keep the intelligence brief
This plot is not as thick as it seems to me
I’ll stand here outside in the cold
Waiting for an ally to relieve my post
of the devil
Intelligence level is hellier than treble peakin' on speakers in the ghetto
Dismissal, I'm not a fair man, disgraced the race of an atheist
intelligence challenging
Veteran for the hell of it
Who you claiming you better than?
In your element
Sitting in the valley
Pockets getting shallow
Circumstances
Heritage gives you options
Arbitrariness defines status
Welcome to free world
And make millions by utilizating
If you inter those believed
In you
cognitive coalescence drowning bit by bit
In an inter flowing moldy essence of malevolence
Serpents wretched bottom dwellers shriveling in their own cysts
a forever-living-metamorphosis
Inter-playing ongoing energies, eternities in eternities
In all ways becoming, every infinity, individually
In it's kaleidoscopes of appearance is
anesthesia plan
Mic check, mic check, I'm feelin' devious
Uncommon sense, intelligence, Nuttyguwan stay preaching
Government don't tell you truth, now that
Death, and destruction will rape these lands
Functionless souls, empowering mediocrity
Burnt, strands of humanity, inter-breeding plague
Life disposed, new
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