Lyrics:
Interrupting all programs
This is radio clash from pirate satellite
Orbiting your living room,
Cashing in the bill of rights
Cuban army surplus
World is just around the corner
In the Soviet Union a scientist is blinded
By the resumption of nuclear testing and he is reminded
That Dr. Robert
Confess my sins
But still didn't find peace
But
Like MJ and five
I will six peak
(Third round!)
I write music for hood first
'Cause that's where
world
And we see between the lines
A bunch of detractors
Trying to box us in
Fuck your vision
I blind your third eye
Remove myself from your mind
Steady bearing your soul to the world, you undressed
Surrounded by your successors and the whores you ain't fucked yet
That's how I was gettin' it, I
Third world is plagued by poverty and
The World Bank is the cause
It's an instrument of
Transnational companies
To overule domestic laws
Serving
Hallelujah, K dot'll do ya
Quicker than a porno star
Jump on my dick y'all
And get fucked by the millisecond
Duck when I pull the weapon
From out
a glimpse of a foot, I'd trade my whole style
Racing by day, drifting by night
In this wheel world, something ain't right
Got this engine heart, with
Look at the stars
Reach for them and
Cut a third eye
Center Forehead
Look through your blood
And find the world changing
Proof it all to burst
When
crack the forty open (get 'em)
Cheers, get put in the trunk
That's my nigga Battlecat providin' the funk
That's the old world, I'm frontline from
testify
My T-shirt come from Bergdorf
I make so much on a verse I take a third off
Bird call, swerve off
Bust a nut on her, tell her that's a load off
can't you see, I
Just wanna fall asleep
Lost in a dream
Don't recall the Theme
Infinite numbers passing by into deep
Out in the heap
Counting Sheep
I
me the greatest or call me retired
It's up in the air, like carbon monoxide
Bitch, we in the building, we started from outside
My dick is my third
Strangled by God and thrust into the world
Behold the redeemed
An underdog from first breath drawn
Overcomer of the world's worst
The splitting siren
makes the sun shine brighter evry day
(ah ah ah)
Chorus
ITS SUCH A WONDER FUL WORLD WITH YOU by my side
you make my world shine so bright
you made my
Light up the broccoli kid
Throw the relish in my back pocket
Keep your eyes open, push your seat back, just flow
That's how we doing it
Bound by
Two thousand fattened years like maniacs
Have despoiled our common grave
Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
From the cradle to enslave?
time you fall
Boy you mine
Feed into yo pain It's alright
I'll be waiting on the other line
I decline yeah
Yeah I'm all by myself
Underdog with the belt
and Daniel Craig
Connery and Roger Moore
And those two other guys
You've never heard of before
Bond, James Bond
Found him in our backyard
Was left by his
anthropologically unjust
But the takings are up by a third, so
Cunts are still running the world, yeah
Cunts are still running the world
Oh yeah
The free
already mad rush
Just 'cause it's still the season
The perfect gift for me would be
Completions and connections left
From last year, ski shopping,
the pillars (Spillover)
And crawl across commuter-clean wingtips and loafers
It's the theme park I built
Pocket full of nickels for cigarettes, gum
and milk,
height, your hair
The third producеd the finest clothing
And the fourth, small kitchen appliances
Small kitchen appliances?
Small kitchen appliances!
believe people can change, but only for the worse
I could've changed the world if it wasn't for this verse
So satanic, K-Mart chains panic 'cause they
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