Lyrics:
the moral of story of Adam & Eve
It was calm before the storm
Trouble form & war was born
Why brutal Brutus hate Pop-eye, & wanna take away his Olive Oil
pretence
You can't vibe, sorry we can't be friends
We'll leave you behind like a defence
Cloud 9 bruv is the sequence
I got a shawty!
Shawty that like going
A Thugs Weh We A Try Fi Become
Probably Lef We Ina Jail Or Six Foot Inside A The Grung
Cause With A Rifle We Numb
Nine An The Drum Nah Travel With Fear
Roughneck (Vladopus9 Version)
Workin' on an oil rig, in the Gulf of Mexico
Two weeks on and two weeks off, that jobs just like death row.
You could
the nine people killed
I can feel the ill will
Ill will intent
My family a resident
Reside on the side thirty minutes from demise
The thought is scary
When
Bitch I'm loyal to the soil
Grandma house smell like oil
Anointed By the greatest priest
Smell that chicken in the grease
The age of 9 I'm off
a world of hate and greed, do your homework or you won't be needed
Stop asking questions they don't want to hear
Be quiet, 9 to 5 is what you gotta do
the players
As I speak to you now the captain
Has his cross hairs zeroed in on the oil rig
It looks to me like he's going to attack
By the way did you know that
global warming everywhere
Polar icecap melting television ratings
Earthquakes all around the world thousands missing hundreds dead
Japan has moved by
before he ever tied his shoes
Just a call away
Was never easy getting money, Penny Hardaway
Pissed by peions, police, and people
Know evil, ego they feed
then slide
Villains with pride no feelings just revealing a nine
Smile in ya face, then flip the script and stab a stick in ya spine
Slick with
breathless
Pieces don't leave you broken
Stressed and convalescent
Reckless patience tested
Invest in treasures
Respected and protected
By those connected
Camo troops with oil gallons on the backpack
Plot twist santa dropping up A big pack
9/11 was just " i don't wanna say that " Woooh
I'm not like any
Tonight at six o'clock on channel nine
The Washington Redskins take to the line
And though by the thousands all the people protest
I can't help
to the cause of man
Of man...
So name your price, I'll pay it fully
I'll lay all my diamonds down
These nine lives drip by so slowly
In my best days I drink
right now
Peep how sanctions make countries into factions, so they go broke
Want war? it takes more doe, Oh - they stealing oil for growth
While dudes
some harmony
I fight in Jah's army
See me on the front lines guitar by my side fire in my eye rhythm bout to fly
Like bullets from the nine my crown
office of mine
Wake up in the morning and I clock in at 9
Routine, ‘cause it’s like, all of the time
Friends try to get me to come spend a day at their
with the K
K9 by my right leg 'till I say okay
Canine on his hind legs, rippin' off your face
All I gotta say is G*59 until the grave
One color, two
declare it done! (Amen)
Gave up a 9 to 5
Set my gaze upon the prize
Reminiscing dreams
That penned down in my teens
Feeding up my faith
So I manifest
of summer you always feeling the heat
Scorching, torching, sun on your backs
The people working 9-5 with no one cutting them slack
Someone's dying everyday
feelings by control
I kept it low pro, 12 didn't know nothing
Work a 9-5, stay in line, I was cunning
Cop real estate, no need to put it in my momma's name
to the plaza
Let your body squirm heat up for the summer
Gotta baddie ting only getting finer
Whether in between whether right beside her
Got a lil oil makeup
wish they was my muse
But these bitches bits is not amusin'
Objects must be put in motion
I started filling up my cabinets with some oils and lotion
It's
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