Lyrics:
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You think seh gunman come ya suh fi beg fren
Any where dey mi ready fi guh done dem
Suck yuh madda chat to mi mac10
If a war war to the bloodclat
call me a citizen
Mo' like the overlord
Coming over by the time that you coming we over board, sailing the ocean
Thick thighs get the oil
No really
I'm
I wasn't looking to shift my direction
My eyes straight ahead hands ten and two
The gravity of our first connection
Veering off the road and into
and some gasoline (yeah)
Set the city on fire, that's on everythin'
I walk around like I got a grip in my pants
Yeah that's about ten stacks, half a brick
early '90's it wasn't pearly and shiney
I was so damn grimey
'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes
Or jewelry wit the X's O's
My house had asbestos
on backs of treasure maps, stacks to the ceilin' fan
He rest when he's ashes
Ask 'em after ten miles in his galashes, smashes stashes
Chip on his shoulder
on backs of treasure maps, stacks to the ceilin' fan
He rest when he's ashes
Ask 'em after ten miles in his galashes, smashes stashes
Chip on his shoulder
(Turn it up)
If I get the call I tell 'em say no more
World keep actin' cruel so we dont show no love
Chillin' by the pool, yeah we cool (oh lawd)
The songs of a slave are the sorrows of the heart
One step above the grave (so be afraid of the dark)
Purged only by blood, by the X make your mark
One
yes this time/ and the old that I knew/ out the window (By any means necessary) x2
My intentions are new (my intentions all new) yes this time…
My
with oil
My cup runs over
Surely goodness & mercy shall follow me
All of the days of my life and I'll
Dwell in the house of The Lord, forever
Lord, I am
used to write about dark ways and light tunnels
Now we're empty bottles from spouts of new castles
The canvas always stained from oils and dark pastels
ride, I'm the bike man of Hyde Park
Ten at night I start, because I like dark
I pedal hard in my pink Croc flip flops
But one dropped I think, in
distress
And it’s one big goddamned mess x2
Now that green that turns to red, it goes black and blue
Bruises all up and down your avenues, look,
So many
X Files
Verse 1
I’ve been in my house a few weeks cooped up smoking trees
Every second get a news brief
Stay home don’t leave
Conspiracy
up
Wata run like Kili peeper
Creep wid a gyal
Way down in Egypt
She worship me
From di first day she feel it
I stayed down there for 10 days
Di Nile
by the emptiness
Paralyzed by the emptiness
Every mile for ten thousand miles
Every year for a thousand years
Every night for a thousand more
I hear
at the same spot
What's my name?
[Chorus] (2x)
[Vocoder Box:]It's John Doe
[DJ Quik:] 4-5's spittin' up outta the
[Vocoder Box:]Four Door
[DJ Quik:] No
For sale by owner sign on Highway 59
A signal of the times, a turning of the page
There used to be nothing here
But that nothing disappeared
the core
Inducted up into the government's war
As if the land of money and oil funny how ain't none of it's yours
I can't sleep yo I'm paranoid, it's
and under the law
Young teen joins the marines, says he'll die for the core
Inducted up into the government's war as if the land of money and oil
Funny how
Pushed in the game at a young age
Feel me touch me as I turn the page
A little past ten, roughly about
Eleven years old dropped in the good location
Sue, I'm a housewife...
Alright, tell him you're abducted by a strange group of aliens
No Sue he watches the X-files he knows the difference between real
irony, I'm tryna be down to Earth, India Arie
Without the oils and beads, but where I'm free
From the wars and haters tryna stop me
No, it's not me, I
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