Lyrics:
no evil
Traffickers, African Latin, wire tappings
Here come the people, run my people, they don't treat us equal
I'm talking the law for me, freedom
And Tutankhamun was African
You wear black diamond, know too many stars turn to comets
We run from the comics until we subjects to the comics
I'm a hero, don't
the Mod Squad with Omar Epps
Side hustles, chicks prostitute for stimulus checks...
Po-po wanna kill us, like poachers to these African Elephants
But we
if you born me boy
And if you born me girl I go name her Joy
You never gonna suffer, you always enjoy
African beauty, beauty of a goddess
No one
wozani lana)
All over the world you can bet
Nothing beats an African sunset
The reds and the oranges splash through the sky
This is the sign that bedtime
And the venoms, cherry heads are minimum
[N-Tyce]
Yo, yo, yo, projects of elimination
We jack some like Rhythm Nations
Got your hard speed like we drag racin
We
apple
I like to eat you right after lunch
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh orange
So very clever with your vitamin C
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh orange
I can't believe you
Picking oranges and cherries from your mom
In the garden drinking coffee baking cake get some. Yeah I hope, live gets easier from time to time
African girl you know you blow my mind
Yea you blow my mind
Gurl you fine
Dance to my Gbedu gurl
Whine am for me now
(Woo yea)
Whine tha burry none stop
Oh
of crutches
Or wiping my ass with Rosie O'Donnell's mustache
I got Martha Stewart cooking yola
Molly in the cherry cola, rub it on your areolas
She let me
with him
He got all the blackest friends
He wants to be African, me
Left for dead on the Dr.'s Advocate
Dre never executive produced it, I just
turn orange and green in the limousine
People think I’m mixed with shark, drinking gasoline
Underwater I breathe and let loose on my sleeve
Walking
Nights under Sumerian stars carrying tarot cards
Arrow lodged inside my heart, the pharaoh staring at the odds
Cherry blossoms on the field an alchemist
the swing they needed so they'd survive
I'll add some tans an' yellow ocher
Such soul! So full of rhythm
An' then some orange t' tone up the black a bit
plate orange car glowing like a pumpkin
Low behind wheel, bucket hats hell
See you hundred horses
Do it for the pleasure
Higher than a feather, coke that
old-fashioned, please
Leave out the cherry,
Leave out the orange,
Leave out the bitters
Just make it straight, right
shine)
Rainbows and waterfalls run through my mind
(run through my mind)
In the garden I see west purple showers, bells and tea
Orange birds
old-fashioned, please
Leave out the cherry,
Leave out the orange,
Leave out the bitters
Just make it straight, right
old-fashioned, please
Leave out the cherry,
Leave out the orange,
Leave out the bitters
Just make it straight, right
old-fashioned, please
Leave out the cherry,
Leave out the orange,
Leave out the bitters
Just make it straight, right
shades, the many sizes and features
Such a wide variety of African women
Sometimes leaves me frustrated and speechless
I try not to admire what I can't
Ok
The way kids are living is 100 percent European
African boys and girls
Set down your Nintendo joysticks right now
Unplug the television
shades, the many sizes and features
Such a wide variety of African women
Sometimes leaves me frustrated and speechless
I try not to admire what I can't
Hear silver trumpets will trill
In the Arabic streets of Seville
Oranges roll in the gutter
And you pick them up
And pull back the skin
To the red
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