Lyrics:
Accompaniment to illustrious vibration
The Kick-drum let's the snare pop
That boom-bap makes your head bop
To the musical melodies synthesized by the key
Bored
thoughts
If you oota' come show me the plots
Got hit by scooter I know he ain't SWAT's
She got the fatty cause she doing squats
She call me her daddy when I
thoughts
If you oota' come show me the plots
Got hit by scooter I know he ain't SWAT's
She got the fatty cause she doing squats
She call me her daddy when I
These niggas so soft, man
They not on nothing
You ain't really go to war
You was having fun
Coming in with a stick, came in with drums
We live by
on by clinking
like the cough before taking another
Forgiveness doesn't
suit your cold steel heart
I go on trying
like the days
when you drums and I sing
this
We got my mella yella boy on the drums, We got Stan "the Guitar Man"
Dropping the rhythm. We got LA Dre on the keyboard and I want the whole
dimensional smiles and laughter
Lies are hereafter where tears echo laughter
You'd have to do math to divide a smile
By a tear times fear equals mere
So what the fuck is this UK
Gunnin' with this US of A
In Iraq and Iran and in Afghanistan
Does not a day go by
Without the Israeli Air Force
So what the fuck is this UK
Gunnin' with this US of A
In Iraq and Iran and in Afghanistan
Does not a day go by
Without the Israeli Air Force
Don't run away with my love
You are the beat of my heart
Space and time
Worlds are mine
But I want you more
Don't run away with my love
You are
and
Cold as the clay
"O beat the drum slowly and
Play the fife lowly
Play the Dead March as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley and
Lay the sod
linen as cold as the clay.
"Oh beat the drums slowly and play the fife lowly;
Singy the Death March as you carry me along.
Take me to the valley,
and police
When the thing dem a drum and di thing dem a beat
From dem a play cowboy, and Indian, and Chief
From the first, to the third, straight up
or guy
Wave to the haters as you roll on by
It's the roller rink anthem
You can do this in a shack or a big mansion
Feel the groove and hit that beat
Get
me
Carrying me on far away to ecstasy
And in my mind I can feel a panting, chanting, thundering
Like a rump-a-pum-pum, like the beats of a drum
Like
Ev'ry time they play the sabre dance,
My heart beats try to capture all the rhythm and the rapture;
Zig-idee, zing, zing, zing, zig-I-dee zing zing
you want is sex, she say she want Rolaids
Got a hundred round drum on that TEC
Don't play with us, this shit get disrespectful
Beat the bitch one
understood by few
Makin money for a livin, cause this is what we do
You just have a man if your soul is hollow
The crew has chose to lead cause we never
On gang, bitch-bitch, we swervin'
Hop out a SCAT, all black matte
Hop out, woo
Gang, gang
The opps got a party, I just got the loc'
I bet you we beat
linen and cold as the clay.
"O beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly;
Play the dead march as you carry me along.
Take me to the green valley
Vicious ferocity for our cause
They must know by now of our drums beat
Step by step enter hallowed ground
Kill their king take our land.
We have the right
Still gon' beat the case now huh
Don't leave a trace
Still tailed by feds
That's what it's coming to
Rolling heads
Hit 'em like King Kong banging
Bridge
We won awards and served them by the millions
The more more years go by, the more we be killin' 'em
They said it's just a fad, it will never last
died well, and I hope you died clean
Or young Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly
Did
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