Lyrics:
The rainbow warrior of Greenpeace is damaged in
New Zealand by two bombs.
Live aid rocks the world for the hungry,
A policeman is hacked to death in London,
King 19aji
S19
My new family
Makes me feel so blessed
Including my army of the best Trained warriors
I created and
I completely control and rule With
Good morning Mr Wakefield
How do you sleep at night?
No need to visit Otago
All you need is a rich rich rich wife
Original golddigger
New Zealand
inevitable rise
To the mountain top
Even when dark forces
Test our limits
STAY ROYAL
Even when society is sick
STAY ROYAL
Even when the globes gone mad
STAY
It sounds like The Royal Blew Majestics
I ain't new to this, I just need you to focus
Been snapping and enlightening, I'm writing with glow sticks
figure?
This the presence of greatness, bow to the Lord
Not the girl in New Zealand, now only one Royal
You've met him before
Aye this that
man you know what we drink
Got my automa-k, in my new Gucci slippers
I bring my loafers from Louies, what the fuck did you think?
When I step in
Canal
Stolen peeps, Pacific, Island, or South Sea
To Samoa and Fiji, Black birding
Enslavement, To Australia, And New Zealand
Called Kanakas, What
is still yet to be redeemed
Woke up in a place where we could never die
Surviving with rye
Nothing but lie upon lie
Mind evolving through all the new
feeling
S/o the fans in new Zealand
Put your hands up to the fucking ceiling
I just don't have any self control
I just don't have any type of hold
My
Lamborghini, bought another one for no reason (Brr)
Everyone know I'm drug dealing, ooh, trap got raided, I went to New Zealand, Yeah
Uh, fish scale, when she
birds of New Zealand
The happy Cows of Switzerland
The plentiful Canadian Goose
The rare Cozumel Raccoon
Salamanders and the Wild Boar
The Markhor
you look at New Zealand or Japan
And then hear Boris banging on about his world beating plan
The only field we're winning in
Is Covid deaths per million
an start frown
New Zealand dalla seh yuh tek man fi clown
US dalla mek MoneyGram lock down
Bitcoin an Canadian a come Jamdown
Turkish a talk an Danish
too
The royal society came up with them to push there narrative for fossil fuels
Things got crazy after they Supposedly found one tooth
There is
I got skin thin as a paper balloon
Worried bout what people think when I make a new toon
I hear the flick of a flint then I move to the fumes
Building blocks of society
Leaving a trail of casualties
As the devils warriors wage war
As they passing as the door opens way more tell you what I
a pound, cause you're still my man
But if you put both of us in front of a mic stand
Homeboy, it's a new game plan
Cause I gotta disrespect ya, try
To chart the evening sky
They'd cut me out for baking bread
But I had other dreams instead
This baker's boy from the west country
Would join the Royal
what we drink
Got my automa-k, in my new Gucci slippers
I bring my loafers from Louie's, what the f*** did you think?
When I step in the place,
The West Country
Would Join The Royal Society...
We Are Sailing To Philadelphia
A World Away From The Coaly Tyne
Sailing To Philadelphia
To Draw
Shelley? A new Boticelli?
The snipper that clipped old King Edward's cigars?
Waterford Crystals? Napoleon's pistols?
Society heirlooms with genuine gems
sky
They'd cut me out for baking bread
But I had other dreams instead
This baker's boy from the west country
Would join the Royal Society
We are
Shelley, a new Boticelli
The snipper that clipped old King Edward's cigars
Waterford Crystals, Napoleon's pistols
Society heirlooms with genuine gems
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