Lyrics:
Winkys talking sideways, sure he thinks the world is flat
He's the fella that always wears the Boston Red Sox baseball cap
Meet you in the harp, meet you
In the name of the ancient masters, I dedicate myself
My body will be the shield of the blood Congress
Darkness is my home, my food will be human
lying
A daily dose of poison
For each and every one of Us
Meanwhile Congress
Makes no fuss
Yes they make no fuss
Chemtrails Chemtrails
Mother Fuckers
A-a-a-hhh! (pray, pray, and we pray, pray, pray)
Ooohhh! (and we pray, pray, pray) whoooo!
What have we done to the world?
(to the world, world
in Congress
I'm having no worries so fuck if you are stuck
Got a God given gift
I prescribe with a script
On the news it was only a small Bust
Go ahead
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
The world is yours is something is, um
Something I got from Slick Rick
Back in the days, hey young world
The world is yours
From the movie Scarface
legend
Just a song about the life of Grandma Harp
Just think about the times that she lived through
And think about the changing world she saw
Now,
legend
Just a song about the life of Grandma Harp
Just think about the times that she lived through
And think about the changing world she saw
Now,
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
Another long blade as the arms race
Strong pens are missiles hit the target as the harp plays
Choppers ink the melody of life for these dark days
Extracting
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he hath girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind
Live by the pen die by my pen now.
Leaders of the old world,
Facing disorder
They wine bout the way things are,
Scared of a new world order
"Land of Song!" cried the warrior bard
(Should) "Tho' all the world betrays thee
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard
One faithful harp shall
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he hath girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind
lucky to see him born,
In senate walls and congress halls he used his gift of tongue
To get you thieves and liars told and put you on the run;
This world
What's the world biggest secret
Yeah, dropin' to wreck a metaphysics
The original hip-hop witch doctor
The torch is passed from one hand
into toilet paper, TV Guides and the Weekly World News.
On the other side the loggers saying "What about our jobs!? What about our families!? What
to try to see if there is some constitutional provisions to tax, or approach that can be used on the Congress to limit this outrageous filth.
Chairman:
standpoint
Not just to bring pression,
But to try to see if there is some constitutional provision
To tax, or procedure can be used on the congress
To limit
the way we fight the war
We don't need your army
Music is the way we write the law
So you can keep your congress
Start the revolution with the pen
What's the world biggest secret
Yeah, dropin' to wreck a metaphysics
The original hip-hop witch doctor
The torch is passed from one hand to the other
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