Lyrics:
England grow their share, because they knew if you want the strongest natural fiber there is, you all have gotta do your part for the King and grow more
a broken part, replace it
If it's a broken arm then brace it
If it's a broken heart then face it
And hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
Approval isn't vital
Is this a part of youth?
God, give me a title
I don't want to say that people aren't the thing I think about
Cause if my brain was
But why try to hide the shape of the plane
Sadly it's just part of an even bigger game
Hiding land is about the biggest industry that ever came
And we
part of life, and if we eat more and stay alert, we will defeat covid-19.
QUESTION:
Incompatible trade deals for the manufacturing industry
She's only doing what feels right, keepin' it tight, movin' with the music
Needs no one's approval to dance (Nobody's weighin' her down)
Feels right,
She’s only doing what feels right, keepin’ it tight, movin’ with the music
Needs no one’s approval to dance
(Nobody’s weighin’ her down)
Feels right,
the approval of the choirs of men and
The empty applause they bring be all I need
All I Need
'Cause I can't awaken from this
Slumber I am living in
Somehow I'm
We're manufacturing hearts, we've got the perfect thing
The word on the street, we've got the new love machine
Heart with and on and off switch
to bring manufacturing
On-shore not even on-shore
Into the core it's not about
The borders the core of Adidas, and Chicago
Is the core of middle America
on peace manufacturing and fracturing yah
Next capturing yah
Checked facts will bring yah
I roll with spice every time we up for cookin'
Gourmet plate,
took a lot of work to define myself
And I don't need nobody, I define myself
I don't know much, but I know myself
And I don't need approval, know I
a better understanding, for how I wanna be livin
I been working on my vision
Understand that I been
High (High)
Low (Low)
Right (Right)
Wrong (Wrong)
Part
Save it, your cash don't tempt me
Got some money but your words, they're empty
You're craving, the big boys approval
But your head's too big and I
someone else to find ashore
Marked my approval with a checkmark
You tick my boxes that's for sure
Oh girl you summon up a sandstorm
And I'm standing there
on to banister niggas
Fuck around I'll stuff your body parts into canisters niggas
Like you don't know the half, I'll bust' your motherfuckin' ass
Busta buss,
We're manufacturing hearts, we've got the perfect thing
The word on the street, we've got the new love machine
Heart with and on and off switch
blown
I'm selling soul, rapping and singing, and screaming, and yelling soul
Manufacturing, marketing, pricing, packaging and e-mailing soul
With no
on to banister niggas
Fuck around I'll stuff your body parts into canisters niggas
Like you don't know the half, I'll bust' your motherfuckin' ass
Busta buss,
cheap labored manufacturing flow
Go
Make as much product as fast as you can
Working workers more hours than they can fuckin stand
Pay the people as low
bam
You go cee cee now
My body my cash so original
I do wetin I want
I no need no approval now
(Uhh give them)
Dem no sign me so I sign myself
No one
Japanese car
She paid the title she can order the parts
Come on
Post war nobility
Lean manufacturing
Her seats recline fine
Steel frame and agile timing
She
have been created
A weakling
With a mind of madness
Deplorable villain
With his beakers and old body parts
Life becomes death
There's nothing left
I'm
Cause you kill niggas
Nuts for that ice and that
Cream banana peel niggas
Banana clips spill, niggas wanna bang out
For they approval boy
You can't even
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