Lyrics:
with
Oil on your ear
Till you stand up turn around and touch your toes
The next thing
You already know
Baby if we leave clubbin'
Won't be nothing but
to melt
I believe I'm catching a cold
Got oil on my feathers and I can't fly
Gotta get back to your love
I'm a clown without a circus
There's no one
We still have everything in our own hands
But unless we recognize the overall failures of our current systems
We most probably don't stand a chance
stand around, my servants all
I'm wrapped on my bed here to die
As the King of Syria and Palestine
Antiochus the Fourth, you'll stand
To kill the Jews if
Nations will stand
Nations will fall
God will require
Accounts from them all
Arabian Oil
Mid-Eastern soil
Blood in the sand
A madman demands
But
Brew the coffee in a bucket
Double straight man and banjo
If you don't got the snake oil
Buster, you don't got a show
Who puts the do re me in
oil.
Loyal to my niggas. Enemies are fucked around, and riders rappin for you.
Spot stays blowin. Goin' to the top.
Where you think you're goin'.
it's just bycatch
They didn't even wanna have it
They were after the swimming bladders of another dying breed
Too little too late we took a stand for
the heart in all
My feet look like a prince to me
First town and I'm burnin' the oil, to my god
Fuck the team, fuck the team, chromosomes, chromosomes
Big God
Light of the world don wake up
Man dem no fit fall
I stand on a solid rock
My God don pick call
My blessings choke, e choke opor
Oil on my head
A troubled sea
Made me better at reading the waves
But what if it's a leak?
And the sea spits fire
Will you stand with, will you stand with me
small, people unequal challenge my thoughts
No station or radio will understand
The perfect enzyme is me with your brain in my other hand
Suck my oil, yo
theres just somethin i love about the way
that you just let me fall
oil and water
we dont mix but
somehow this is comfortable
i could be happy with
Sharccy for Dior
Whore tiny waist
And she rub the cake down with baby oil
I ain't going back and forth on
IG with that lil boy (Broke boy)
Nigga, I'm
you
They'd bump your tires and check your oil
And wash your windows too
And we'd shine those cars bright as bright
We'd go park underneath that
of hell, it's mine to sell
And arms I steal from thee
Time stands still for those who feel
This land belongs to all
No heart beats for free
The rebels are
up late
Instead of spending time with you're wife
You don't have to burn the midnight oil
Or put in that elbow grease
You just gotta learn how to get
all around all around all around
And it's a scary thought to think that wars are fought over egos and oil oil oil
And it's time to demand that
you handle
Promise you gone wait on me baby
Dem a try get de love run outta oil
Many done try fe take you handle
Nar lie say you put me in me feelings
Tell them
Well we come down from the mountain
Come down
Come down to the plains
Come down
And we bring all we culture
Come down
Oil bucket and chains
sewer rat
Oil found imma frack
End this shit, cul de sac
Counting up like I'm Drac
All I wear is Red and Black
Money up, count them racks
Diamond chest,
When I'm in up in blick gotta drop a bag
2 bands on the canvas can you do the math
Another 2 for the profit put it in the stash
Yea that Oil dry slow
Kad katan, kad katan
Sh'monah yamim shamno natan
Kol ha'am hitpalei
Mei'eilav hu mitmalei
A little jug, a little jug
For eight days its oil burned
forming a habit again
I'm passionate
You don't know the half of it
Studying the raps so you never say that Jack was a trend
Who own the oil
Who own
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