Lyrics:
and consideration
For my fellow man
But when lip service to some
Mysterious deity permit's bestiality on
Wednesday and absolution on Sunday
- cash me out
But aren't
for you, so you know your boy's feeling that love in the air for you//
She Urban missionary, Queen urban missionary, the way you bring the word like
They gon' hate you just for breathin' air
So be it, man, I need to make it
That boy keep him on a leash, homie, he's too dangerous
Deviating off
I’ll air a nigga out, bitch
Idgaf throw them diamonds in my mouth, bitch
Idgaf I don’t plan to see a drought, bitch
You niggas want war? I sharpen my
I've become savage 'cause you've mistaken my nature
Trust me I smell your fear
Raise a fist in the air
Our cries they cut through like razors
Look inside
real
Number Ten: is my appetite to kill
We interrupt this motherfuckin' program
To bring you a special public service announcement
So listen up,
real
Number Ten: is my appetite to kill
We interrupt this motherfuckin' program
To bring you a special public service announcement
So listen up,
waste from the filthy war in Vietnam. And were persecuted and finally forced to seek refuge in another country. Wow. Sounds like a ballad to me, oh man.
We had to fight like the devil, but we finally got ring-side seats.
Well, we bought a program as we passed through the door,
Went to section D,
don't text cause i'll just air
Touch down on a pj
He's an island boy
Hit the jet skis
Flex these island toys
Order room service in the best resort
Pool
car. There was a constant argument over the radio dial. I didn't want to sing the air supply or Lionel Richie, but if I dared touch the dial, I would be
Charge less for, that ain't the program
Get ya lessons from the snow man
Like Pillsbury I get the doe man
I'll off ya head for a slice of bread
I keep
try and stretch more
Charge less for, that ain't the program
Get ya lessons from the snow man
Like Pillsbury I get the doe man
I'll off ya head for
eyes
You always win
Because you always learn
I always win, because I always learn
I allow abundance
I program myself to my benefit
No person or media
Get gassed up
We bout to take a ride
2022 Cold War 85
Driving fast like we aint tryna Be alive
Got the diesel in the air when We flying by
Get gassed up
by asking another question. But the Israelis were vey curious about the Gulf War and what Americans had thought about it, and I tried to think
A bullet in the air, and, a body in the sand
What a plan, better get with they program
Now, you do what you told, and, you told a demand
Better band back
war is like a board game where it come from
Already bored, claiming your gang
"Pyong!" Go the gun, boy, he on some other shit
Check your solar
Now who is able to make war with the beast?
It starts with "P"
Trumpets sound when I push the program
And set my sight on a serpent man
Swinging
on the TV
We're talking about war and peace
Three billion dollars, a thousand lives and no press?
No press?
You wanna know why the American public is fit?
Now who is able to make war with the beast?
It starts with "P"
Trumpets sound when I push the program
And set my sight on a serpent man
Swinging
J'arrive braguette ouverte dans les soirées mondaines
M'essuie sur les cravates de vos parlementaires
Une pièce rapportée avec le majeur en l'air
the village into a war zone
Make the hit, break quick, leave your cars on
Nobody crosses me, especially in this dope game
So raise up off of me, I show 'em I
"It is the 22nd century. I am the last of the Mars Colonists. The air
supply has almost run out on this desolate Mars colony, and the food
supplies
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