Lyrics:
galactic
Yo, peace to all of the gods and all of the earths
We been building like this ever since the first day of birth
The more I start to build,
seen
That sleep just like ours
A tin can rolls and hits the curb
The wind laughed hard
It was he that pushed him
A plane light flashes on and off
'Now Christmas'
I like that Pogues one
I said "That's how my shift fell
"And there was no choice
Cos I'd used all my holidays up by November"
But that
a brand new day
We can go outside and play
Conspiracy theory
Tin foil hat
You're gonna have to
Do better than that
Turns out there have always
Been people
an old rock, well, where we clean the squirrels
I used to sit out by that and watch the Carbor girl come down the road
She didn't have but one dress
hearts are meaningless Jane
She got me thinking I’m the tin man in my tin can like I’m hollow
The only thing that keeps beat is when I speak in cadence you
ORUKO by Adedeji
ha ha oya na so ( Common that's it)
Right now we gonna take you to Nigeria
to be precise, the yoruba land
we dey call this one
you
Getting my money and spending it like I'm supposed to
You say you wan turn up
You say you wan turn up
Get on your feet cause ile o gbona
The Party
I've seen a lot of things in my life
A lot of ups and downs
Made a lot of mistakes
No matter what, you've always been by my side
You've always
Slowly slowly you leaving
Like who be who
Even there come a time when nothing here was right thing
Mabamu abu
Looking like we don't know why
Either
Won't you come over here
Though we may not be free
I have a dream
A child made by you and me
Might see all there is to see
From sea to shining sea
All
thirty, ho (woah)
Everybody know Young Nudy gon' let it go (gon' let it go)
Me and all my brothers cross shit out, man, we so cutthroat (we so cutthroat)
back-in-the-day shit when that other Squad was Hit-tin
Listen, must we forget, I originated
All that wild shit, that rrraahh rrraaoowww shit
That jump up
back-in-the-day shit when that other Squad was Hit-tin
Listen, must we forget, I originated
All that wild shit, that rrraahh rrraaoowww shit
That jump up
to get money
But, I'll try, by God! I'll try
I'll go out and make it or steal it
Or take it or die
leaking oil with a misfiring piston
Backfire out the back three inch exhaust sounds like a rattling tin can
The ac doesn't work and I'm pretty sure
my hand
Call them pebbles
Play them just like ayo
I go back to the plan
I’m at the top
You’re mine no side elevation
Toba tin wa sinle
I’m a bring it
on the ground and dig out his eyes
And make him bawl for his mother
We don't like each other
Only 'cause I fucked his baby mother
That bitch was under the cover
this a risky buissiness
A No Limit Souldier
Commanderin' Cheif
An' Michael Jackson
Can't rock a muthafuckin' party like me
I'm bumpin' for the real
Benz
You know me I like it wet, rode slowly
By the way baby, how old is you codie
You lookin' a little young to me
And how many you had that girl on,
every type of flavor or style that will suit 'ya
You know the bass is real fat, because it's gotta' be like that
A snare on the funky tin, and a taste
to my hell of a sound
Girls drool on me like a diamond
I go to the party. I hip, I hop the spot
I dunno what it is, but the girls get hot
Perspirin'
Automatic rep a carrier challange on the barrier, hang 'em in the closet
kidnap the treasurer, bandanas on our face we wilin' out like some cowboys
hoe we
spins round and round
When it stops, I bet it chops to the ground
Now how that shit sound? Sounds like a shake down
Here comes the break down
I bet'cha
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