Lyrics:
I am Eric Levy
And I am 93
I support Assange
I would like him free
Free Julian Assange
Free Julian Assange
Resist extradition
Free Julian Assange
of us have to endure
Mercy is what we need to make a change and be free, are you ready to be free?
Formally appeal against the extradition order
scruff
Me with my bare chin
On Rogan going puff puff
La
La La La
La La La
La La Laaa
We are on a mission
You're facing extradition
I'm colonizing Mars
in living hell
Beacon of cruelty
Guantanamo Bay
Torture, extradition
Welcome to the USA
Welcome to the USA
Beacon of cruelty
Guantanamo Bay
Torture,
and I'll be tight
When they took him, no vacation, into flight
They tried to expedite his extradition over night
To take away the pain, we talked
Count my pennies, only got a bag fulla twenties
[Chorus]
Listen, these feds fishin' for this extradition
I'm on a mission, fuck em, fight em, dine
I'll bring some fuckin skunk
The homie smuggle me across lines in a trunk
Just like a bird I'm free, in a land
With no fuckin extradition treaty, I'm
extradition or exile,
Mama finds it hard to smile
So I make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style.
She says child I'm working so there's nothing you
extradition or exile,
Mama finds it hard to smile
So I make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style.
She says child I'm working so there's nothing you
extradition or exile,
Mama finds it hard to smile
So I make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style.
She says child I'm working so there's nothing you
extradition or exile,
Mama finds it hard to smile
So I make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style.
She says child I'm working so there's nothing you
extradition or exile,
Mama finds it hard to smile
So I make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style.
She says child I'm working so there's nothing you
the feelin'
Maybe I'm to blame so, I strain to listen
Prayin' for a decision
Wishin' they were kissin'
This feels like extradition or exile
Mama finds it hard
extradition or exile,
Mama finds it hard to smile
So I make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style.
She says child I'm working so there's nothing you
skippin' the tongue twistin', see extradition
(You're my darlin' darlin' baby)
I ain't a player, I just fuck a lot
(You're my darlin' darlin' love)
I'm
Extradition!
Explode!
Fucking fear is contagious!
Go spread my flames so fellatious!
Fucking fear is contagious!
Explode!
skippin' the tongue twistin', see extradition
(You're my darlin' darlin' baby)
I ain't a player, I just fuck a lot
(You're my darlin' darlin' love)
I'm
eyes are looking in
I am open, wide open
I am open, wide open
Open for you to see-through me
Extradition, conforming visibility
I am open wide,
hole (Shit)
Fuck extradition and the popo (Fuck 12)
I don't give a mother fucking peso (not a dime)
Man got more bars than a kitkat
Locking a nigga up
a body bag and a loss of all your knowledge
Me I’d rather pay homage
And trasition tradition to a rich man’s intuition
Ain’t no extradition this that extra
position
To open up for an artist
That got back from extradition
Fueling the ammunition
Of drug addition ambition
And amateurs go get filled with
The hollow
consignment
Summer time crime when the hood get violent
Everything I'm trying for was crime and diamonds
Bounce to one of them non extradition islands
Inhale the zaza
Kicks on Prada
Pull the white rabbit out the fitted say tada
Then take a plane to where it's no extradition
Claim a new land that's
extradition
When I'm swerving off on that
Never land no Smirnoff
Yeah I'm Gucci it's the snake head
That I'm cutting off pushing buttons Naw
Call it blasting
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