Lyrics:
or chokin' the weedin' hole
I just leave the land the way it is and watch good money grow
Soil banks and surplus wheat leaves lots of time on my hands
But I'll
baali bachale, mili juli nadi dhaare gaad lagale
(How beautiful if will become if we save the soil from banks to be eroded, lets plant trees on the banks)
banks and vomits soil into the mouth
As thunder breaks the silence, a young child cries!
Between the night and the days first light the leaders made
towards of sludge
Forgot his shipments and trudged
Through bank statements, packages and soil
Fertilized with pamphlets that coil
In craters and calamities
patience
Till I drift upstream.
Where I’ll see everything and all that you are.
All that you are moves me.
When I feel the soil breaking free
Sliding down
Trees and seeds in the soil
Are the best banks around
The economy is crashing, but
It’s not the end of the world
It’s not the end
It’s not the end
No,
the soil
cre the best banks around.
The economy is crashing, but
It's not the end of the world
It's not the end
It's not the end
No, it's not the end
would fill up the banks of the empty rivers
And the water would flow and the river would gush
Rocking to and fro
Pushing on those banks
Tearing the soil
their song
Venturing deeper, lose the way
Well-trodden footpaths melt away
To crumbling banks of mud and soil
Serpentine roots that writhe and coil
eighth till late
Why put a score in the joint
Bored no ape
No fake tree put a coin in the bank
Still put soil on the fam
Getting a grip takes one shake
the dirt and watch him turn soil
Fuck robbing the bank niggas rather go rob the gun stores
Streets kidnapped your baby hope that they return em
Wars come
I'm the farmer who tills the soil
I'm the driller who drills the oil
I forge the rivets that weld the tanks
I buy the bonds in a thousands banks
Burns out the Ukraine
Trees and umbrellas
Protect us from the new rain
Armies of engineers
To analyze the soil
The food we contemplate
The water
when in soil,
Yet shallow when the bank roll.
The independent representation of what MC's can and should be.
Judge, prosecution, defendant, and jury.
ride for you and me
They ranch the rich and the sunken soil
At the bottom of the sea
In the dead of night, alive in sleep
I hear them calling me
Them
Burns out the Ukraine
Trees and umbrellas
Protect us from the new rain
Armies of engineers
To analyze the soil
The food we contemplate
The water
a field, hoping to find some soil
He dug and he dug and, what do you think?
Oil, oil, oil
The money rolled in and I rolled out
With a fortune piled so
headed?'' "To the bank, my nigga
I'm trynna get lettuce"
Do it quick, fast everything be energetik
Energetik, lightning speed
Couple bottles of juice is all I
a field, hoping to find some soil
He dug and he dug and, what do you think?
Oil, oil, oil
The money rolled in and I rolled out
With a fortune piled so
Bursting forth
Into the cold expanse
Into sublime absence
Beyond the soil's claim
She calls your name
Echoed in rushing floods
Imminent flushing
the seven seas
Dock the ships on soil, where it's supposed to be
I run the country
Running on the banks
Attacking all the flanks
Filling up the lower ranks
Long ago I heard a tale I never will forget
The time was in the telling on the bank the scene was set
The sky was rolling blindly on, the daylight
a field, hoping to find some soil
He dug and he dug and, what do you think?
Oil, oil, oil
The money rolled in and I rolled out
With a fortune piled so
A house without Bricks
A field without soil
A body without bones
A comic without a foil
A computer without a memory
A sky without any birds
A guitar
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