Lyrics:
the seven seas
And the seer of visions said before he went blind
Hide them from demons and rescue mankind
Or the world we're all in will soon be sold
Everyday I'm up to something new Breaking boundaries in what I like to do
Rap, think, lucid dreams too I've been thinking lately
My third eye is
trillion miles of the soul
Has descended into the Earth
To help me on this long road of fate
I know they hate
The fact that I came back to life
From
wretched lowly sinner.
Make me acquainted with Your covenants and perfect plans.
Humble me by showing me the world's in Your hands.
Lead me in the truth.
make me feel like every day is Saturday my friend
Go to sleep, wake up it's Saturday again
I'm a busy man, I'm goin 'round the world
Got me fucked up by
be the humble most calmest individuals
Hard to spot microdots, we Sasquatch
Stomp MC's, third eye Cyclops lazer beam shots
being fired once
corpse we're from paragon
Goin in circles, like a ferris wheel
Undernourished meals I cherish hope, drown inside the sea of life
Use my third eye for
at Yale discussing
Doctrines of Baal
Causing peoples to fail keeping
A third in jail
His words nailed everything to the tree
Severing all of me from all
they was off the breaks
He got visits from shrinks who came in with ink-blots
Moving with they own plot, but the Dirt, he think not
He had nothing but
of the world
We could change our minds
Open wide with your third eye
Slipping out of line
To the light on the horizon
Feeling the drop
We're falling from the top
ever heard a
Throwin four five six, ceelo, to one twenty third a
Chorus:
Earth, wind & fire you bout to learn
We can make the world
that's money wasted; I ain't got time for that.
Invest third place on my best sold rap,
On the scrap from the ignorant cats.
It'll be dead in a few...
I feel nasty I feel gross from my head down to my toes
And there's nothing I can do about it now
Living in the great big city makes me dirty makes
back
Guess guess who's back
Guess guess who's back
Third third world
Guess who's back
Guess guess who's back
Guess guess who's back
Third third world
Yeah, yeah that sho' feel good
Hello! I go by the name of simply Cee-Lo Green
How do you do? Welcome
I thought I'd seize this opportunity to tell you
anything at all
Ther was no euphoria
Reality was so close
Then fellows and me
We tripped day by day
To visit the new world
For the old did decay
to the breeze
A heave ho to depart
But it happened that
There came a ghost
To visit on my soul
I coloured him
From picture books
With eyes as rich as gold
American Corporate System
Controls the world's economy
Decides who's rich or poor
Suffer the third world country
No change, no future no change, no
to jolt
Angels injected him with lyrical dope
The same drug they gave Hemingway and Edgar Allen Poe
The whole world's raven for the baby, the bell tolls
the issue
Fuck what I've been through
Insert a big tube in me no
I need some better luck
And if the times get tough
Pay me a visit from the
Unfortunate
the things to come?
Check it out
True underground sound from the Boogie Down
Uptown Downtown gather round for the showdown, in they faces
Calling out
resources
Acquired by gangs of thugs
Like it is in many third world countries
[Yo-Yo] The Bonnie and Clyde theme
[Ice Cube]
Run run run from the ghetto bird
Cause I'm down and I got the third-
Five seven, pointed at your boys
Look at ma, still whippin
Still keep a strap, won't hesitate to give the kids whippins
Tryin to make it to heaven, still livin
Make a visit, stop by
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