Lyrics:
Intro-
D.T.E.
Hook-
ILLEGAL BUSINESS CONTROLS THE COLONY
GANGSTA BUSINESS CONTROLS THE COLONY
COCAINE BUSINESS CONTROLS THE COLONY
NARCOTICS
colony!
Tom: That would be gross
You tried that in our bus one time
Mark: I tried to start our own
Nudist colony one time in our
Bus and it was pretty much
it stronger than in Albany
This colony's economy's increasingly stalling and
Honestly, that's why public service (he's just)
Seems to be calling me
that were the pinnacle
cs if air-condition office
cn' shorthand proficiency
Could beat back poverty
In that colony
Either that, either that
killing spree
The gift of life is not so free
Why are people hating?
This is so mean.... Yeah
Middle finger for the haters
I laid back cuz I got papers
When
You were alone when you came in
You'll be alone when you leave again
And in the middle there's nothing that can keep you around when it's time
lives fade
In tirading heckler academies
Divorced from insipidity and honestly
I discipline the workers in my colony
With glorious intention to live
Just
The Streets are crying for peace
It's hotter than the Middle East
The blistering heat pierced the meat
Philly parted blocks like the Red Sea
Quick
whole colony
Chew you up then spit you out
You nothing but a Polla Seed
Follow hood policies
Compton, California where the
Motherfuckin' riders be
You
snug
To judge who was, who drew blood
And, lupe look at all these toucans
In a cemetery full of tomahawkes
Giving middle fingers to the pigeons
Middle school, I ain't go to class, I was hangin' in the hallway, I ain't have a pass (on God)
High school, I ain't even go, I was hangin' in the colony
no paper and pencils and other utensils
And hell
These folks never even heard of a gun
And this is why the colonies came
To stabilize the land
Because
shows with your man, wishing you could have fucked
So I get my middle fingers and I put them up
Singing follow me, follow me, swallowing these colonies
there are dicks out tjere who think theyre the coolest
Just because they inherited wealth and are stupid
Its dumb
Ill fly into the sun
Put two middle
colony
I found you're thinking to be tiresome and bothering
Grab the bull by the horns
Why you mad I'm prospering
Life changed to clarity from confusion
I
fill-ins, dates, shading and shout out columns
For vagrant colonies to follow in redeeming bottles
You're a little tea pot tryin' to eavesdrop
in the middle of harms way
Where all of the guns play
No father home, affects the Feng Shui
The pastor prays for Harambe
Before every urbanite is
the bitch
Now either your colony followin'
All the tips, or they swallowing hollow tips
I got the shyest lil shawty to swallow tip
Volunteering without a tip
charging me for paper statements
Don't want no ancient astrology stopping me
From boarding the spaceship once it gets to our colony cause
All I ever
Salutes 2 action be tha latest enter-ree 4 illadel colonies da get da
cream like cherry jubalee - my steeze put cha at ease like
convention.
What would they die for? (repeat)
Is it the same machine that leaves the quality of life poor?
An abominable colony of cyborgs?
Clogging up
from the Devil's bag!
Thirteen berries and thirteen leaves!
Thirteen colonies of land-grabbing thieves!
Thirteen arrows in the eagle's claws!
Sixty-seven
meet
But we separate the chaff from the wheat
Todays middle class is just so bourgeoisie
And I'm picking up my disease
On my working mans salary
I
to see and me to see
Murder and colonies, land without rivers
Raging in the middle of some sad destiny
Take one look to find my eyes
Safety's in your
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