Lyrics:
'cause it's made by Run
It's def, you was left in a total stun
So bust a move while I prove who's number one
Got quality and skill both beyond belief
Yes, listen well
I give you
The Optimal Gem
Oh, wow
(M.A.N whistles)
This is your final briefing
Our plan depends on complete discipline and total
It’s Orbeat on the beat
Wan pee he
Yeh Yeh in the building fi le
To To Total
Money wey I gat I know no the total
To To Total
Say the money wey i get
foreseeing brighter tomorrows
He would live in the gym, we was living in sorrow
Total envy of him, he made his dream become a reality
Actually making it
I am a regular, I'm a fuckin' punk
Sittin' at the corner table
Actin' like a drunk
I am unreliable, no redeeming quality
Got no good advice
Oh don't
whatever be trending
That totals in millions
Selling to the billions
Artist get a nickel
Label gets a million
Artist get a nickel
Don’t that sound just
phone in Cyber World
It's cold and digital in Cyber World
Life is a fucking turd in Cyber World
Everyone is a nerd in Cyber World
I want to kill everyone
Getting stoned now everything is blurred
Too many tacos think I'll tumble out a turd
Turtle slurpee spray painting the toilet bowl
No need to push
something sweet
So I ate some Quality Street
Until I was quite replete
Followed by a cheeseboard
And some crackers on a plate
I couldn’t eat another thing my
Kpafuca" is the quality of your sense
of "Kpafucality"
When you've been "Kpafu-Colonised"
"Kpafucality" is the principle of mind
When you've
The more that you do, the less you'll have time
To worry about quality, reason, or rhyme
It's all going to make good sense someday
Process over purpose, man
A scared little foal
To triumph it runs
We gutless turds
Six billion guns
When the time was wrong
And I could not even
See that I could choose
Not that I've
total dedication and a lot of devotion
And a lot of devotion, I want to give you devotion
Well let's start here at the beginning of my lyric, to be
on the factory floor
Toilin' in the ceaseless roar
That made me old before my time
Wrecked my hearing and my health
And when I total up the cost
What I've
sphere of an activity
Three, an absence of any standard no quality
No quality
Four, political disorder and violence lawlessness
Five, confusion and general
sphere of an activity
Three, an absence of any standard no quality
No quality
Four, political disorder and violence lawlessness
Five, confusion and general
off the floor when I clip ya
button ya lip ya
even if the record skips
I still rip (Damn that nigga still rips!)
total rivers
equip ya punk
total energy remains the same
(Murray)
No matter what it's form.
(Mike)
That's why it carries his name.
(Jian)
A chemical, electrical, potential
You select my qualities
Shapes are anatomical
Performance’s phenomenal
Now let’s get more physical
Get control of me
Total synchronicity
Get control
808
Let me get High, surfing on this musical wave,
Enjoying my quality time, listening to this 808.
Living each day like the last, fed up
quality
When I wreck the beat, boy, I make no apology
Hot air they blow like wind then they gone away
Ish that y'all tolerate, I cannot accommodate
Ha,
will be rocking
On the Deth Starr
Total eclipse of the sky
Everybody going insane
Futuristic video games
Everybody have a good time
Synthesizing
crash
You hope, that I total it
I'm-I'm-I'm taking your bitch to Hawaii
She be like "Totally" she rap to my music
But she from Europe, she listen
hair, if you must
You gotta brush your teeth, if you must
Or else you'll be funky
Now in class you need total concentration
But there's kids in
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