Lyrics:
My people una well done o
Welcome to another special edition of we Don Catch'am
You know how we dey do am for this programme
If you dey suspect say
the pudding
The truth is neither here nor there
I suspect the truth lies somewhere in the middle
I suspect the truth lies somewhere in the middle
The truth is
a witness, never a clue. no one heard the cries
There isn't a suspect, they don't have a lead. I ask "can they solve the crime?"
Killer on the loose
Down
the suspect's extradition
They knocked on the door of a well-marked shop
With a warrant for the owner's apprehension
Then Santa got arrested
Christmas Day
Santa
eternal.
Most are blind but i suspect what rare few know is real.
"You carry me, I'll carry you" this simple childish notion.
A cable car to Shangrai-La,
tombeau
Il n'y a plus de respect
Tout est suspect
Dans mon western
Man, a hustler
Mes assocs sont sensationnels
Le crime est organisé, pas passionnel
the fever out
Then you got back from hell
And brought it back with you
Every move is suspect
Another crack in the division bell
These things take time
You
les Daft Punk
Igo, faut qu'j'fasse un trio
Ça prie à l'église, à la mosquée, à la synagogue
J'suis suspect
Comme l'âge de Bassogog
Ça prie
Et j'en ai vu plein qu'on vu passer leurs chances (all eyes on me)
Bain d'sang, bain d'sang, y a que des suspects
Pim-poms, pim-poms, et toute la
Meloni
E non vengo pagato per esprimere opinioni (eh, no)
Come Giorgia Meloni
Yo, sas, Ernia, 20-23
Yo, Suspect giovane stella del bando
Yo, ah,
silently
I don't suspect that
We'll be coming together
It's not like we're friends
I've got decades on you
Not that it matters
Much in the end
For shy teens
But if the ladle gets licked
Then the suspect's headed for hell to pay
Scissor-cut slacks and a broken vase
Little high fashion and summer stakes
Nightfall, shadows of suspects in me
Golstar, traitor of Derdian I feel
For the revolution of rage, my Lord - will not have me
From the cradle
[[[[NOTES:]]]]
FIRMAN
"Mystery after gala night"
It says "mystery of sopranos flight"
"mystified" all the papers say
"we are mystified we suspect
to suspect you!
I need someone to whistle at me,
Gonna disconnect you,
Electra-
C.B,
C.B,
Dinah's gone and made a disconnection!
C.B,
C.B,
You gotta
suspect bunch
What? Drama! You can't believe how I deliver bomb shit
Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little dick
[Chorus]
You falling
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect
He deals
nose out of town hoes
I'm up around fo' with the crowbar to the five point oh
I get bagged, I'm John Doe, suspect
You ass like prime roastin', Calvin
can keep either trade or
Cop another
And for hatin', you gon' stay poor
Ain't sure, suspect chicks you stay with way more
Can't test me, keep
a five-star, I'm a live star
What you got to die for? Who you want to ride for?
Fuck dying! (Fuck dying!)
Don Mega!
It's the suspect king
this ho
They run right past me, ask me, "Have I seen the suspect?"
"Yeah, he went that way", now I'm finna jet
and Greaseball:
Stop that train!
Wide smile, high style, that's me
Out front, in back, CB
Wrong side of the track CB
The state police they don't suspect
I got old
negros on my lache with the choppers
If they suspect us, someone trespasa
All you hear is BRRRAT and then scream, Cucaracha
Trust me, P is no pimp
See
nose out of town hoes
I'm up around fo' with the crowbar to the five point oh
I get bagged, I'm John Doe, suspect
You ass like prime roastin', Calvin
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