Lyrics:
taking me home
But every other day I see another bone
I hate your guts
But I'll meet you same time, same place tomorrow
An archaeology excavation
the feeling, of this last new love
And in time, speaking of divine, plainly without archaeology
Music born in colour, in colour, at our harbour
Oh harrowed
Archaeology's a tragedy
It depresses me incessantly
You would have thought it was a subject we could learn from
But all we learned was just how badly
name into archaeology monthly,
I'm gonna find some buried treasure just you wait and see,
All the museums will be coming to me,
I'm gonna find some
of kitchens
Crypts and bands
You won't find a diploma simply
Digging in the sand!
What's that oh they will?
Ah, Archaeology, right, yes
We do teach Archaeology
Britain.
The Petrie Museum of Egyptian Archaeology: Located at University College London, the Petrie Museum is home to over 80,000 artifacts from ancient
fingers
Archaeology lingers
Under my eye
Birdshead
With your round black shiny eye
Birdshead
Silhouetted on the sky
Birdshead
Grow on my shoulder
And when
Poppa sings this song
"Archaeology's done me wrong"
The British Museum's got my head
Most unfortunate 'cause I ain't dead
Rock with the caveman
(Rock
of me
Rock solid archaeology
I ain't sorry no apologies
All these cities all these colleges
Wishin rappin had a scholarship
Been inside me since the 9th
archaeology she lookin for a big bone
She done hit the lottery
love was just a great big lie
Now love you is the only thing that's gonna get me by
Help me, can you help me?
All I have to offer you is archaeology
disproportion
Grow like winding weeds
Archaeology reveals the glitter of a seed
They fight and feed on fear hate rivalry aggression
Interplanetary game
time I write
Listen to the radio blast
Get a lobotomy
I study all the greats from the past
That's archaeology
My mind is a mine of rhymes
I dig em up
Til
Archaeology
Leave you no apology
I'm the God of music
I'm Apollo
Gee It's easy, rapping sleazy
G-eazy, love to Gerald
Announce my name
Pronounce the fame
I'm
Wap
Rain like confetti drop, I bet he drop
You wanna find the truth in it, you got lot more diggin
One and we done, feeling like Wiggins
Archaeology
THE DISTANCE
COULD JUST BE THE WIND
THERE'S THIS HISTORY OF US
IN THE ARCHAEOLOGY
THERE'S NOTHING TO DISCUSS
THERE'S THIS HISTORY OF US
it like Archaeology we the crooks that Were bound for botany
Like Toorali oorali its Ben Moon in The room so you decide if ya
Wanna get up and dance
I was born a prodigy
Momma so proud of me
Not talking archaeology
But nobody's hard as me, hard as me
Just ranting real quick
Listen to me spit ou
Placed into a frame
Excavating mines
Archaeology
Ancient antidotes
And artistry
Hear the narrative
Diving in the deep
Oceans beat the heart
When they're
and Charybdis
My mind will be Invictus, I'm the captain of this charter
Easier or harder, don't need the armoury just archaeology, my cerebral artery
Digging
the wind makes as it navigates the crucifixion
Creation becomes archaeology
a rumination on earlier things
as if gaining some vantage point on them
might
Chemistry, Archaeology, Philosophy and Biology, History, and Physics and Para Psychology.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, I’m Mr. Eddy and I’ll tell you
It has a collection of artifacts, including sculptures, pottery, and textiles, as well as displays on topics such as archaeology, natural history,
I'm some like a mineral
The realest live by codes
Word is bond bitch that's the principle
Archaeology, I dig her out
Then work that clitoral
I'mma save
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