Lyrics:
Reinvent myself Godzilla
I was born a Monster fam
Get your petty level up
Ready how I set it up
I don't say Hadookenk when I mash you with the upper
the majesty as he shines!
Moved by the hands of time
Put the astral sea aflame!
Fanfares of cosmic times
Fills the empty void - in his name
3rd Movement:
In 19114, the war began like never seen.
The world was torn apart by strife fest by strife fest.
Nations fought to claim their life.
World War One
wey no be me born
Dem dey call me daddy
Actually,they all thought am gonna come in like a beast
That I am
Following the rules of 'I am that I am'
Ha ha, we in the spot now
Okay I started out average, had a normal life
But I always had dreams, yeah I see me living right (living right)
Maybe by
People suffer their debts inherent
The kids and their kids all Born in the red
Your locals booted, their rents in arrears
And your high street's
you get used to
Then why be born at all?
The catastrophe
For whom do we kill?
I'm killed again today, by its twisted essence
I kiss
[ Buckshot ]
Most definitely
We up in here
Boot Camp Clik
On the beat...
TY Dizzle
Ah
One Shot Deal
Duck Down in this muthafucka once again
Let's do
I was born with a birthmark of cinders
Debris cast from the stars and mother
A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters
Of life that ran
... to me
[Repeat 1st Verse]
[Repeat 2nd Verse]
I joined with my destiny, eternally
I knew I was born again, an angel to be
A vision beyond
like a bomb into pieces, so then
Superglue couldn't put you back together again
And oh, by the way, you say you want satisfaction
Well, all you had
of the flag for me
Then the rosary beads count to one, two, three
Fell apart as they hit the floor
In a garb of black we must pay respect
To the color
on the right came with a swing so I can toss the bitch
lesson 3 put on sheet so they can take em off
a real killa and although I know his dick is soft
17 shots
Born from hippies back in sixty nine
I was bored by 1992
I walked into a recruitment office a year before that
They said, "Son, we've been waiting
of the flag for me
Then the rosary beads count to one, two, three
Fell apart as they hit the floor
In a garb of black we must pay respect
To the color
‘em, teach ‘em even beg ‘em
Now the epidemic is spreading again
[Verse 3: Crescent Moon]
I walk with metal pipes for legs, unsettled life of dread
of political philosophy
But revolution follows me
The struggle for equality
Against the morally bankrupt
Claimin' to be born again
It's a civil war again, like
héritiers ont convenu de donner
À Marguerite, Catiche, Joseph, et Jean-Baptiste
Leur Liberté
ENGLISH
'The Case of Margeurite'
Born into slavery
Boarded
cause once again the losers can't win
Even as ( ? ) I exhibit and promise
So please, you can act surprised if you want
That Mos is a pro, not a dilettant
absolutely no regard for principle. What a stupid world. (We're): 1) born 2) hired 3) disposed! Where that job lands, everybody knows and you can tell by
brand
So a nigga gotta bail with a strap in my hand
Elm Street, Lime Hood get crazy
Killed up on a fuckin' 3-80
Awol gotta goin' again
K's up, ho's down
brand
So a nigga gotta bail with a strap in my hand
Elm Street, Lime Hood get crazy
Killed up on a fuckin' 3-80
Awol gotta goin' again
K's up, ho's down
eruption, it's a gusher!
Tonecrusher smith,usher the style,stubborn born
criminals foul within the isle
Let off a signal with attitude,magnitude ,beat
can So i can GO
Scraper Whip Them Whips near by
GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO
Verse3
me and the trumplus in the luck
im so flatland like table park
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