Lyrics:
force
Go straight to the Quran if you wanted source
I know God so proud, you becoming the boss
Cold world with the flows, keep a nigga wrong
We was
bit motherfuckers
Say hello...
I.K.P., (this is for yall) Phi-Roze, uhhh
cs the world goes by
I don't know why but everybody gotta die some time
cs
pretending they're a different
World from me i shelve my responsibility
One world is enough for all of us
One world is enough for all of us
The third world
The dilsnick it will hit her ex pills
I can feel nigga best deals
You can get the steal
If you ill I'm concealed with a
Technina millameter by my side
God
small town phony
Got nothing, up on me
You ain't walking in my shoes
I'm just one out of many
Hailin from a third-world country
Got nothing, up on me
You
Yo, what's wrong with these neeks?
Man can't tell me about these streets
Man never grew up near no damn beach
Mans got shooters from Mozambique
that I wanna visit
That shit helpin me
Become the overall goal
Just a soul that is glowin gold
Just a matter of time I hope
Till I'm shinin over
And the beat drops
Right now
I've been all around the world
And I can't stop thinking about your eyes
Well I came from Fiji to Canada
By way
stand with me
You understand what's P, you understand what's we
Stop your motorbike put down the stand for me
Look at the world from my third eye, why
little own world
I'm in my little own world
I'm in my little own world
Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Eat by myself
All by myself
Dance by myself
Live by
the third one's cheap
My favorite place of high hopes and shame
For millions who visited Tycho and Gabe
Tycho and I like to drink til we're happy
Smile
would stay
If I wasn't me, wasn't committed
I told my mom and my dad it'll be the last Christmas
In the hood that you can visit
Oh boy I got it, no
pressure but over the lies
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
'Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
It's just me against the world and I won't lose
No I can't lose, I'm a born winner
These streets made a beast out of me
Six rings on my fingers
of the great
magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon
the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an
unexplained lone beacon far below the miles
of the phone
I appear from the rear, stayin' from clear
Nobody can say if I'm here so they play it by ear
But here's the way I lay the idea
From this point
from me reach the top me never look back, for what
All me see a fake friendswhen me do that
Why me na ask them for nothing, cause the hole world go
I cock back at bust in the air
Give me space beats with plenty bass drink my hennessey straight
'til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas
you dig (you dig)
Won't you visit my thoughts
Won't you
Won't you visit my thoughts
Won't you
Won't you swing by, explore my thoughts
Won't you swing
the mile
And I'm from Highland Park you can tell by my style
From Joy Road out to Harper city holdin' me down
Met this girl outta town
And she wanna get down
Man never grew up near no damn beach
Mans got shooters from Mozambique
Shoot off nose and beak
So you lot roll in peace
But if you gotta somethin'
black suit on and visit your bones
And bring a football top and a play that you wrote
And an English song by a band that you love
Here comes the sun,
Third world is plagued by poverty and
The World Bank is the cause
It's an instrument of
Transnational companies
To overule domestic laws
Serving
tingles
With slight vibrations
Is it cause I fuck
In third world nations
My cock tingles
With slight vibrations
Is it caused by
Excessive ejaculation
My
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