Lyrics:
Producing shells rantsoenen sturen
Sending rations kruit, kogels
Gunpowder, bullets alles uit het achterland
All from the hinterland
Uit de neutrale landen
the spear
Second, I thought gunpowder
Firearms the main aim shifted
To ejaculation and bombs
The mystification of the orgasm
Third, I think simulation
(Kid Freddo)
Grrah
Ha, that's my grandma
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, oh, oh-oh
Gunpowder soaked in my veins from that day we kicked
of emergency
Nigga get the N-G-O's, shit you bend in your rolls
The men in your holes, all of my foes
All you smell is gunpowder then the scent of a rose,
Set to high
No callin' the rerevulationary youths
Dam Marley alongside k'naan
Gunpowder philosopher what some boy feel like
Peppop huh
I
Set to high
No callin the rerevulationary youths
Dam marley alongside k'naan
Gunpowder philosipher what some boy feel like
Peppop huh
I made the list
first
And my army fatigued
It's still gunpowder on the sleeve
Niggas get shot every day, B
Pull down ya skirt before I lift it up
Show the whole world
near gotta go watch your back whenever they scared of you
Wash your hands with that bleach, wash off that gunpowder
Family never know what I'm doing
and gunpowder
Up north, or bus crowded
Daily vibes to thug mountain
Cold caves or peaks of high
Think you present but unclear, and know how to hide
If you
up, squad up
My flow is magnetic, follow the gunpowder
They turn it towards the light like a sunflower
A black woman in America, they took my lips,
the spear
Second i thought:
Gunpowder, firearms the main aim shifted
To ejaculation and - bombs:
The mystification of the orgasm
Third i think:
Simulation
of flour lord, I apologize
For that one there, too
And be with the pygmies down
There in New Guinea amen (laughs)
I'm so mad I could swallow gunpowder
attatched, like ankles are to feet
So you listen, and as it play you pump it louder
But to your speakers you're sparking some gunpowder
Check it for a second,
the spear
second,
i thought:
gunpowder, firearms
the main aim shifted
to ejaculation
and - bombs:
the mystification of the orgasm
third,
i think:
simulation
all the fans wanna see street shit (turn)
There's gunpowder in the atmosphere
Bro got birded and caught him a phoenix (free up)
I still feel it,
way
For him to gain power game over, gunpowder
Women crying holding flowers
For dead, Red, roses are red
Violets are blue
Violence beget violence
from
Pure imagination, you’re love made of love
Fourth of July plays in my mind
Gunpowder sky burned in blue red and white
Ashes to ashes and dust gone
Blood gurglin' at the back of his throat
The smell of gunpowder suffocates his nose
Echoes of screams clingin' to life
But he will never leave,
Shoot that cannonball into my wings
Shoot that cannonball into my wings
Into my wings
Gunpowder stings
You better tell me sweet things
Unload
life like she's always done before
Got a shotgun by her side gunpowder in the fires and
Boy, as she rides!
She just eliminates troubles times with her
danced his way to the throne
Gunpowder smoke took a heavy toll
But they weren't placid casual so they lost control
Fuzz clogs up my video
What do we do
are ramagers, the FBI's embarrassin'
On the crossfader, there's masses of gunpowder
So when the cut's about to blow, it blows louder
Leaving nothing
gunpowder in my veins huh
Have mercy on 'em
Bow your head
I know my mama prayin' for me, I hope your mama prayin' too
'Cause me and my n****s gotta eat,
or either Dr. Phil
I tell 'em look me in my eyes, we are not the same
Lion-hearted nigga, gunpowder in my veins huh
Have mercy on 'em
Bow your head
I
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