Lyrics:
Even if you Bobby Seal, you gon' need a Huey P
I'm doin' me, international fluently
Speak the lingo my people talk
Don't disrespect my people, dog
Temple Of Hip Hop, ribbons
International, UNESCO and also by
300 Hip-Hop activists
Pioneers and UN delegates
In the first place this document recognises
people are getting jailed. Covert operations never seen or heard by American senses. Funded by the dirty hands of greed... their international drug scheme.
the country they live in while others have to leave
to survive. Corporations cross international borders
all the time in search of people to exploit for profit
to delve into the captivating memoir of a former insider, as he unveils the dark underbelly of international finance and its impact on developing nations.
military Medics
Wealthy multinational Corporations invested and Instructed international medics
I don't embrace psychedelics Buh always talking and Rapping
I'm holdin' it there, my corporation's like a million in share
The gat push weak niggas back, from Brownsville to Flat bush
9- double 1 dialing shorty
a knot, is very hot
Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec
Tell him that you soakin wet, until he jet
Now lift up your fuckin dress, where's
Two-thousand-two, worldwide! Everywhere..
International..
Yeah, I used to come on the block, and many girls would jock
Trojans and rubbers
very hot
Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec
Tell him that you soakin' wet, until he jet
Now lift up your fuckin' dress, where's the rest
with
My provider got the international phone
Had to add a little bit to the rider
First class have I asked to be flown
And they keep callin me,
than the block
So much more than a glock
Go and travel, See the world you live in
International flow, fly you out to Venice
Tatted passport living
like a diplomat
Automatic Tecs Lazarus around my neck
Engineerin' shit with Corleone respect
The international world class don
Came to reign
a TEC" is cap
'Cause you could get jacked on sight if you ain't precise
Figure-four fistfights, make the homies take flight
Flight, take off on you,
Putin, Warfare lateralization
Business International Corporation
QAnon, Nuclear bomb
The shooting goes til the looter's gone
Mikhail Lesin, Building
Raw like my dick busting out of the latex
Spray tec's out the grey Lex
Wet up your Avirex
You exchange gay sex for paychecks
Sean Price shoot your
the 12th round
The guy went down as soon as i saw the red light on him
I'm seeing red it's like i was born with thermal vision
And now i'm capitalizing
lockhead martin, amazon, and oil corporations modern international turmoil is just conversations bout enslavement of the working classes to survival wages
Trap Lord meaner than the mug
Wake the niggas up like Folgers in a cup
Tec go buh-buh
Don't ever let it get fucked up
Came a long way from the mattress
Putin, Warfare lateralization
Business International Corporation
QAnon, Nuclear bomb
The shooting goes til the looter’s gone
Mikhail Lesin, Building
thousand dollars worth of clips, we ain't runnin' out of this shit
Split a Percocet with the bitch, 500 pointers on my wrist
I'm just an international
high fellas stand by, here's the plan, see
Sit back collectin' TECs and checks and
Flowin' slow in a Montero flexin'
Beats break heavily, word to INS,
high fellas stand by, here's the plan, see
Sit back collectin' TECs and checks and
Flowin' slow in a Montero flexin'
Beats break heavily, word to INS,
(We’ll get together and have an international proletariat revolution, right on)
Right on, right on, right on,
Okay, they want me dead for what I
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