Lyrics:
which the working classes--
WOMAN: Oh there you go, bringing class into it again.
DENNIS: That's what it's all about if only people would--
ARTHUR:
there was a third
It's hard to confirm, so Bob are people still panicking?
Yeah but it could have been worse, our sources say this is some type
people claim there was a third
It's hard to confirm, "So Bob are people still panicking?"
Yeah but it could have been worse, our sources say this is some
living in a dictatorship! A
Self-perpetuating autocracy in which the
Working classes - woman: There you go
Bringing class into it again
Man: That's what
thirty-five to life
When I ain't even done nothin wrong, officer
I have no info to offer you
He asked my name, so I came off the brain
Told him, "I'm John
(WHIIIIIZZZZZZZZ!!!! Chipmunks soundalike!)
MAGGIE McAPRON
Stardate: 3.14285--Aw, the heck with it! This is laundry assistant third class, Maggie McApron, we?ve taken
(WHIIIIIZZZZZZZZ!!!! Chipmunks soundalike!)
MAGGIE McAPRON
Stardate: 3.14285--Aw, the heck with it! This is laundry assistant third class, Maggie McApron, we?ve taken
Maybe that's why the one-time's be triflin
Tryin to give a young nigga thirty-five to life
When I ain't even done nothin wrong, off-icer
I have no in-fo
Tell dem niggas we ballin
I got three rings who callin
Hercules, but I'm petty wit it,
It's classic how I'm free falling
Gotta 2 tone on my wrist tho
Maybe It's you
You get on my nerves
This here for the birds
I keep a whole
You kept it a third
I been on a roll
She get left on a curb
But not lil
Whipping a rhino round corners
I'm blowing up lawyers and officers
Lawless encode in my bones
Born with a passion that you'll never know
You boring like
Duel with any, bring it, I face-off
Son you out your league like Jordan was with baseball
Yeah, your majesty, word flash photography
Third class
to me
Second, this criminal justice system isn't as just as I was raised to think it would be
And third, the system is rigged more than a frisbee
With
Like sorry officer that I stained your shoes
Ain't the first time that I made the news
Why the boys in blue always angry dudes, dial 911 send em all
Cage, face off
The dark knight, i make it a dark night when
I'm gettin' that K off
Better than whoever done it
Even officers better run it with the drum
I
habitually insane
Resort to a life of crime or violent rapes
Assaulting police officers, in bordertowns
Extreme prejudism
From this rising plague
colony of countries whose presidents
Are cowards in the face of economic imperialism
You see, third world countries are rich places, abundant in
Remi
Duel with any, bring it, I face-off
Son you out your league like Jordan was with baseball
Yeahhh, your majesty, word flash photography
Third
throwin up gang signs
I've been cultivating my own jutsus
Tryna be the third eyed raven
So that I can fly above you
I've been cookin in my room tryna make
to get skinny but hasn't yet
The third girl's waist size is ideal but she's not passin' tests
(The fight against numbers is quite real)
You're looking for
on my mind
Never know what to expect from you, except a petty fool
It feels like high school, skipping third class
Like we got no history, but tell me
any, bring it, I face-off
Son you out your league like Jordan was with baseball
Yeahhh, your majesty, word flash photography
Third class economy,
and go act obnoxious
I’m tryna wobble free of petty squabbles
So I don’t want to care bout your argument bout whose gone cold and whose the hottest
My
best, so do I deserve
To be treated like I’m second class, or should I say third?
But I hold on, just a little bit longer
But the feeling lasts and I
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