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ready to serve
your corporate whatever they call it.
Orange powered and web-fueled,
The Chopping Block... e-solutions to e-verybody."
Oranges
Oranges
Alwayz missin breakfast, eatin on sum cereal
FLOCKA! WAKA FLOCKA!
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[Verse 2:]
We street thuggin wut da fuck is corporate thuggin?
Homey
but ah we have big house all 'bout
And di more dem fight di stronger we get
Me too cocky fi ah cooperate wid corporate
Speaking of cocky, "Hey Paula,
and I'm your son
I come undone
I come undone
So rock and roll, so corporate suit
So damn ugly, so damn cute
So well trained, so animal
So need your
Real love, ain't gon' force it, real love can be torture
Pay bonds off endorsement, not a gang, this shit corporate
Fuck with the felons, I act like
always always o
Yea my Toyin Tomato
My sweetest potato eh eh
Abeg just corporate o
Omoge wa ka collabo eh eh
Come be my portrait o
I like your sexy figure
always always o
Yeah my Toyin tomato my sweetest potato eh eh
Abeg just corporate o omoge wa ka collabo eh eh
Come be my portrait o I like your sexy
somethin'
Yo Lex you blastin'?
3 million dollars on the table with some African bitch
Yo, corporate kingpin that decorate
Now check the label like
The fiends have gagged a generation of pacified fools
Bound by our greed a nation enslaved as corporate tools.
Arise and race the legacy of their
the path
waiting out the back while the corporate attack
Assaults the senses with relentless scenes of passion and delight
I cut up all the options
Tra-la-la-la, Tra-la-la-la
Weâ??re making the world safe for capitalism
Here we come with our candy and our guns
And our corporate muscle marches in behind us
of abandoned car parts
Saw a legislature of women courted by corporate lobbyists
Saw body parts made out of precious gems and rare metals
Saw a man
just because he wanted all the green
They all have abandoned their hopes [Repeat: x 3]
They`ve discarded their dreams
Death to the corporate
a bottle of white then
Got straight to business like two corporate white men
The food came, before I could take a bite in
He said "You the type I usually
ain't gangsta, they turn into corporate niggas
You die if it's rated 'R'
If it's 'PG-13', you leave with a scar
'R and P detroying bags, big shots
think they have a good time
Blowin' somethin' up their nose
Their corporate ladder can kill you it's so high
While it's a party, here on the other
Corporate relo-refugees who need love too
And we ain't seen Elvis
In a year or two
We got justification and wealth and greed
Amber waves of grain
turning up (Oh yeah)
Cut your wrist, I cut the deck
I tell corporate
Cut the shit, cut the check
We used to beatbox at weed spots
Me, I turned
would toss the g
But it's just the g she knew me
The corporate office often
Will say your boss and the boss' bitty
I couldn't find a better bitch
To boss
Shawty my type tonight
You know I’m kind of picky
She saying ''I love New York''
I’m saying ''welcome to my city''
Corporate type
I'm finna strip her
surfin' through
It hurts to chew, I gotta face the truth
My brother face the judge
I can't face the drugs
Them corporates, dawg, man
They laced the drugs
profitable mortgage
(good bye, blue sky)
Multi national corporate America is
What you name it, not a democracy!
(good bye, blue sky good bye, blue sky
Good
nigga, you forced it
Fuck it, just say you love it and forfeit
All my brothers goin' corporate
I see us #1 on this Forbes' list
My closet still covered in
hoping
Now days I say its more corporate run than Disk jocking
Oriville Reddinbacher
The more corn
The more popping
While I was busy chart topping
The only
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