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and the gin fizz
And your mom is still hitting on my dad but now my mom wants to join in
Your nephew is in the basement playing Grand Theft Auto on Christmas

I'm flying to Vancouver
On a private jet
Trying scrap with bars use
Your common sense
Dont get let down get
Gassed by the crowed
You lost as a kid

[Verse 1]
I remember waking up
Running down a dirt road
Morning dew a shinin', watermelon by the wagon load
Little baby brother and my sisters in

Hop in the Benz, call on my phone Bitch, you know that I be flowing
Me and my squad is the top of the world, Me and my squad we be going
What did you

then what the fuck is this Vietnam jungle
I'm literally choking
I'm like, you racist, she like, did I stutter
This more like World War I with that

Brandish teach dem Vietnam language
If we nuh friend yesterday
Everything cyah blessed today
From me did small my granny tell me say
"Watch your

to find my way
Trapped in my own mind
Disturbed by my thoughts
Mental warfare
Major battlefield lost
Scars invisible
So they think i'm invincible
Need

the Gospels is intelligence
Praised as a virtue

A lot of people forget or never realize that
I started my band as a criticism of
These very issues of despair

Verse 1
It’s ten past Tuesday and I’ve woken up in Delhi
Another girl another bed to call my home
I hoped she’d cherish me and worship my dysfunction

mei ab sehem
Rahu Rad se bhi Radder
That's my shit, that's my jam
Topi pehno, mad hatter
Harshad Mehta with the SCAM
Vietnam, Uncle Sam
Rakhu jeb mei

to Let it rain
On your war like Vietnam
This world so wrong
Please sing my Psalms
Cops says show me your hands
And when you do
That's your last song

It's

falling from the sky and I wish you was by my side
On time like waves we on high tide

Uh, baby hop in my ride, yeah, yeah
Without you I feel lost, now I'm

loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide 

MJG know the plan so the shit is on 

by the time 5-0 come we'll be through and gone 

got

I'm on my marathon, rockin' my teflon as I move on
Through the trenches of bullshit like Vietnam
Me and ours throwin' haymakers like Mike Tyson
No

I'm on my marathon, rockin' my Teflon as I move on
Through the trenches of bulls*** like Vietnam
Me and ours throwin' haymakers like Mike Tyson
No

see through my disguise
And said ""I know what makes you blue""
So I decided to sit with her and talk for a while
I could tell by the wickedness in her

A Ha

Mos Def

True Magic [Clean]

2006

rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past

Robins
Eating Stracciatella in some Donatella fabrics
These my dreams you can't have em
Imma top gun like Maverick
By now you know my steez man
I'm

this shit ain't no stretch
When I die, I turn to flesh and let my soul remain as blessed
I'm moving just like Vietnam vets, my lyrics like a bomb threat,

America

Stephen Lynch

3 Balloons

2009

her fuck you.

Beloved by all from Tikrit to Beijing,
If the world were a school we'd be homecoming king.
Worshiped by France and by North Vietnam

the cyberspace
Gary Tha Grey is telling tales of the modern disgrace
Severed skin and broken bones, gore videos I call my home
True crime stories as evening tales,

and they run, run
I blick MCs, until the mag is empty
Then I load another one and spray more than the
Napalm, in Vietnam
I keep it ape-shit but I ain't

As the night wears on
I shop with Saint Laurent
In Italy, Milan, San Fran to Saigon
Vietnam, Paris, Guam know my forces strong
Pack force Obi-Wan, US budget

of nowhere
On my magic square
I just post right there
They say how he float there
Like a ghost there
Higher spirit haunted
Really wanted
By every man and woman