Lyrics:
In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
New York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You
to bring
Them back a little bit later but we have
This very special highly
Evolved permutated tango it's
Actually a perverted tango by the time yes
It's so
God knows how I feel now
On the outside I'm smiling
But inside a nigga know he hell bound
It's a dark road and I'm right here in the middle of it
Do I
nutrients
All we need is a little sunshine
You know, some exposure
You don't need to keep your kids
We we don't need to keep our
Kids closed in and indoors
We
In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
New York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You
and that's what I love
Is it's totally unpredictable
Is this the one where you just plug in shit?
Yes
Oh my god
And there's a whole back wall
I got all
of benevolence
when God is speaking, yo we give Him reverence
we can wash and rinse in fragrance (aw, i messed it up)
John: Fragrance, ah, that's cool that's cool
his face
Just to make sure the
Little prick don't recover
It doesn’t take long to discover
Skepta smells like no other
When I asked him to piss in
His
outside, I couldn't believe my eyes
He was in Bill's arms breathin hard and french kissin
I was ready for Mary, Susan, Helen and Jane
When all the time
around for more than just a little while
Pull up and get faded, yeah
Your love is contagious, yeah
Do you dig what I'm sayin'? Yeah
I want you around
(gimme dat)
Gimme dat (gimme dat)
Gimme that power to walk away
When another God wants to take Your place
As much of you as I can take
Gimme dat,
yeah, I'm back, it's Tejbz
Fortnite is my jam, play with Ninja
Chat spam
My fort's a ferrari, built by a genius
I'm not retarded, just a little bit
it!)
AIDS! (Sores all on yo' body and yo' mouth and in ya butt)
AIDS! (This is what you're feeling, give him the spiel)
AIDS! (AIDS is God's
getting lit it's never enough
I've had enough they said it was tough
But fuck this is rough
Clocking in, cashing out
Pay your bills, then pay your taxes
oughta be hearin'
But it's trapped on your tongue and sealed in your head
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
And no matter how you try you
Well I was the youngest of thirteen children
We lived in a little country town
Never had much to eat
The first words I could speak were patch 'em
and they ain't got much to say
So first things first had to change my day to day
Realized different situations taught me how to pray
When I get in His
though the times is rough
In God we trust haters, you can only hate us
But can't front cause you knew that we was bound to blow up
Gettin' paid what
This is it huh? This is America
In rich neighborhoods 3 shots fly
The reverend Fred Phelps is still living but
Brilliant fucking geniuses like
Steve
tasteless
They'd see the vision if I made it
If god is real then I repent for all my sin
But what's the use of a god
When the devil lives within
The things I
That's when God said to me
I am still in control
It changed my prospective, and so
Now the worry is over (yes)
And the doubt is gone away
God
I'm Bill
Like I'm Bill
Dear Hillary Clinton, this is your
Dear friend Joseph Biden
You should run in 24, because
My poll numbers are sliding
Please run
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy
Living in a box under the stairs
In the corner of the basement of the house
Half a block down
[Intro - Shadow - talking]
Geah, Lou turn it up a little bit nigga
(rowdy I see you nigga)
Yeah (Queens)
Yo this Shadow in this motherfucker
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