Lyrics:
Got to have to be Africa
Where else to be proud of the rasta
Got to have to be Africa
Where else to be proud of the rasta
Got to have to be Africa
to songs
Girl ripping when I'm home about the hours I'm gone
I can't help it the studio where paul be at
Tried to walk away from it but it called me back
shaking in a flurry
Out on the balcony where the world gets topsy-turvy
Singing till the misty clouds have gone On, oh on
Singing 'cause it warms our bones
my dog inside
When I looked up for enlightenment I found Flower and Brightside
Dude 997% of these people have no idea
What I just sang/crapped/rapped
Faltering telepathy reaching out into his mother's mind
mary's baby's eyes are grey evolution gone astray
Changes in his dna have conceived the latent gene
and a patty fleece
Me and all the squad live forever when we rest in peace
Peter, Thomas, Job, David, Paul
Show me what Im missing when Im tempted to fall
Cause
to be alone
But I've learned to fucking cope
I don't wanna die alone
But you people are the worst (Of course)
I gave all you bitches flowers
All you gave
what she is (mm-hmm)
Mary wants to be another movie star
But is that really in her mind?
And all the things she wants to be
She needs to leave behind
bitch
I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'
Go against me, you won't stop losin'
From the city where every month is May-
Day at home, spray your dome
Oh, Mary, this London's a wonderful sight
With people here working by day and by night
They don't sow potatoes, nor barley nor wheat
But there'
In Scarlet Town, where I was born
There's ivy leaf and silver thorn
The streets have names that you can't pronounce
Gold is down to a quarter
Oh, Mary, this London's a wonderful sight
With the people here working by day and by night
They don't sow potatoes
Nor barley, nor wheat
But there's
being happy
Got my 50 bag of weed. Nikki, have you met Mary?
Close my eyes and show my teeth
Cross my 'i's and dot my 't's
Wonder why I barely see. Wonder
dan
Those who stand by me
Hook
I keep asking myself
Where have I get it wrong
Where have I get it wrong
Chorus
Coz that
Something is wrong
did you go?
Where did you go?
Time moves slow when you can't let go
When you know this wasn't how it was supposed to be
The years have gone by, still
And soon we won't be waiting anymore
Two thousand years
Have gone before
This year's the greatest
Christmas of them all
I'm racing Santa to your door
This
to you in TEN YEARS
All the sudden in your inbox
AW HELL NO
I been in this place for too long
Don't you put no flowers on my grave when I'm gone
I guess I
peaking in the window, ima speed up, trying to race
Have to strap up with the seatbelt, cos this shit gone be unsafe
Police see me, ima juke them, I don't
my girl Mary Jane
And she stays on my brain
Like a big gravy train
Paparazzi on my case
Giving chase
Cameras flashing in my face
All up in my
on all that we've done
Wondering where all the years have gone
And if there was anything left undone
And what will happen in the years to come
Will I
what I need
A fly tramp, that's what she called me
'Cause I don't wear no Stetson hats like Paul C
As y'all see, who give a fuck? Who know what is
into ha baby daddy told ha he can have it
He a pussy tho
All these niggas really talking shi like they savage
Make a nigga diss a dissapear like magic
I lost through abortion
When I'm gone y'all niggas better not mourn
Keep flossin' as long as my name
Lives on what's most important
I'll be down
I lost through abortion
When I'm gone y'all niggas better not mourn
Keep flossin' as long as my name
Lives on what's most important
I'll be down
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