Lyrics:
Fais des grosses liasses avec des polémiques (cash)
Dieu avec moi comme si j'bois que de l'eau bénite
Dakar comme la place de l'obélisque (ekip)
Mixe
withdraws from federal
You go, girl, don't take mess from nobody
Yeah, I respect it, sex, I expect it
Grapefruit, cranberry, OJ mixes
We stay poppin' bottles
em sodas up
Different combinations, mixes
Everyday I switch it up
And if you ain't think that I ain't muddy
Bitch you got me so fucked up
So we can not
nine, zero point thirty hours
There have been mixes and dance tracks
Put together in the past
But none can outrun or equal
The power of Megablast
colors and shapes
My word choice is turquoise I love to create
My art hurdles over the clouds of dark purple
Red mixes yellow and blue in sharp circles
feel it a double weighed out games
invoke she mixes knowing that all won't upset herself lizard kiss strung
out break mutilate all they see on the neck
In a dark and misty house,
Where no Christian man has been,
Wicked Annabella mixes a brew
That no one's ever seen.
Relatives have passed her by,
way?
Do you have to earn the right to find all of this funny?
Nothing's funny today.
Addle Brains mixes his powders with his fateful blues,
box blaring, stale beat, mixes with gamblers, gangsters boredom &
Fear in the pale blue T.V. light
It's the U.S. Drag,
U.S. Drag,
It's the U.S. Drag
Clinton should delete em
It's not hard, the CIA simply has no more job
Oh my Goddess, mother, you can fix this
We rock over mixes not six six sixes
Yo this
On scrute textes et mixes au téléobjectif
J'ai l'flow relax sur le Wax, Fax à Pentax
Qu'j'habille les tracks dans l'axe des peintres de Saxe
Pax Romana,
money
She was so wrong, now she's totally right
You owe me money
rolling up into the club
Just to drop the devil mixes
Branding all the young
puttin corny stickers on they mixes
Smack the stripper bitches for askin for our autograph and pictures
You'll be scared to leave the club wit us
You
esophagus mixes with bloodied excretion
As you pathetically gasp for breath
The stench of hot feces scorch your nose
As you violently vomit to death
For you I'd kill myself again
I hope you get to play your games
I hope you get to see your friends
I hope the guilt mixes the pain
I hope you never
pours down and mixes with my tears
And I know I've no right
To try to see you after all these years
But you're always with me
I have no choice
And I
care less, bro.
It mixes when I'm out and let the motherfucker smoke no ho.
I shake the bud, mary-tramps, the one that tried to shove the weed up
nine, zero point thirty hours
There have been mixes and dance tracks
Put together in the past
But none can outrun or equal
The power of Megablast
fuck you nigga d mixes everyday
The feds know they talking 3 ways
Shorty make me hang in it three days
Spend my own i don't give a
Fuck what you want
On scrute textes et mixes au téléobjectif
J'ai l'flow relax sur le Wa, fax à Pentax
Qu'j'habille les tracks dans l'axe des peintres de Saxe
Pax Romana
I'm not from Earth, from far away
I bust through chests like baby greys
Runnin' the jewels of the game
Whippin' the mixes like chickens of 'caine
After all the clouds have gone
We can get together
She mixes the pineapple with dark rum
Says it's because of the weather
We're burning in
role the dice and play the game
Not all constituencies are the same
Some are red, some are blue
And some are all together strange, mixes of the two
Earl puts the 'ass' in "assassin."
Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic
Puts 'em in a pan and mixes it up with scat
Then gobbles it like
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