Lyrics:
to Georgia
(Leaving on a midnight train to Georgia, woo woo)
I'd rather live in his world
(Live in his world)
Than live without him in mine
(Her world is
My puglistic linguistic rapping
Is a mixture of slug 'em in
Slug 'em in
Plug 'em in plug 'em in
Come to spread it
The world exclusive
Walking to the door
Going out you get the third degree
And comin' in you get the third world war
Tuesday after school
We put our pennies on the rails
Walking to the door
Going out you get the third degree
And comin' in you get the third world war
Tuesday after school
We put our pennies on the rails
of the great white way
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd
a mediative state
Movin' on, 'believe' that's it, call it magic
Third world, it is, I only guessed it
Shablam idi shablam ida
Shablam idi shablam ida
A whore, A witch is a witch
Answer to your name Elizabitch
Third world its time for switching
Watch how the tables are turning
We must abandon the sinking
on the run
I worry 'bout the world that we live in
I'm worried by all the confusion
I wonder 'bout the lies I've been reading
I wonder where this
Whole world keep in a balance
Homies rolling on balance
Homies rolling on balance lala
Homies rolling on
Whole world keep in a balance
Homies
in love with the world
But the world just wants to bring us down
By putting ideas in our heads
That corrupt our hearts somehow
When I was a child
where an ad don't scream
I wanna live in peace-quietly
I wanna have a place of love and safety
People ought to live how and where they want
People
brightly when you hear the third man theme
When a zither starts to play
You'll remember yesterday
In its haunting strain
Vienna lives again
Free
I moved out to Langley recently
With a plain and simple dream
Wanna infiltrate some third-world place (woah)
And topple their regime
Those men
through walls
My ministry, we ain't know we was livin' hazardous
Savages, first niggas in New York with Bentleys
Tyson, Kedar, Puff, Stoute and then me
throw the grands up, and what?
I gotta prosecute to get what's mine in the nine lime
It's my time motherfucker try to stop it gon' see nine lives
the third world nations are on the rise.
The Democratic-Communist Relationship,
Won't stand in the way of the Islamic force.
The CIA is looking for other
What a strange world we live in,
What a shame, oh what a shame!
Someone's always quarrellin'
The marriage don't remain.
Divorces by
brightly when you hear the third man theme
When a zither starts to play
You'll remember yesterday
In its haunting strain
Vienna lives again
Free
brightly when you hear the third man theme
When a zither starts to play
You'll remember yesterday
In its haunting strain
Vienna lives again
Free
night
I watched the world flash by,
Headlights, taillights,
Running through a river of neon signs.
But somewhere in the rush I felt,
We're losing
brightly when you hear the third man theme
When a zither starts to play
You'll remember yesterday
In its haunting strain
Vienna lives again
Free
"It's a work trip in Dominican"
She knows I'm sinning again, she knows
Good God, damn, I can't get shit by you
I can't be sleepin' on you
I wanna put some
line)
All fired up (wee live an' learn from our mistakes)
All fired up, fired up, fired up, hey
Ain't nobody livin', in a perfect world
Everybody's
that we live in
Remains to be seen
Will you be by my side
I often pray before I lay down by your side
If you receive your calling before I awake
.png/220px-Third_World_(Third_World_album_cover).png "Third World Don")
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