Lyrics:
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louver Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's
on all blocks like I'm sellin paletas
And rock the bells
Home of the drive-by where they pop the shells
I eat at Charro's and La Barca, not Taco Bell
the hired men, they set off signals
And nearby boats came by and they rescued them
And off they went on their way to South America from Australia
Sixty
Now heaven is destroyed
By Satan
He will rule
The promised land
Now your soul will be freed
Through the gate
Find the KEY
To hell
Cross
She was feeling campfire drowsy
From watching the footage of Niagara Falls
He was feeling teacup woozy
From the slow spin of this boat
She
my own
By the sea there stands a wooden boat
Stranded on the tidal line
Every night it almost sails away
Follow me, together we can set it free
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louver Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's
tip the boat, sell yourself, brake the law
I like you better, when your deader
Don't you fuck with us
We will follow you on to the bus
Fart right in
ethnic cleansing in Bosnia
While the Haitian's come in by boat
I think it's time for some media posturing
To put the spark right back in your vote
I
he's safe at home stroking his cat.
Lumpyjack's fault he wrote the note.
Got drunk on the duty free we got on the boat.
Living in a cell really void
You're the Coliseum.
You're the top!
You're the Louver Museum.
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's
and friends in Hampstead and in Chelsea
We don't go by the London transport
We hire fleets of taxis
Richmond (oh oh oh)
We're all very smart
In Richmond
to make dough
And put all my niggas on like this shit was a slave boat
So tell me why your songs sound like skittles and rainbows?
That's a dead giveaway
knew back then
Monica climbed aboard a boat to France
The night ferry to Dieppe
Some guy to her up to the captain's deck
In the vain hope of being laid
of your crime
The doom of your, your broken shore
It washes over me, hair woven of the sea
Your sleeping boat drifts away from me
A broken sister
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
now
When I was sixteen, I was right every night
I was spittin' 16's by the light
You were praying for a job, I was praying for the mob
Now we here
She went for the mass in the January rain
Chaste and as lovely as sin
She walked down the path by the course of the stream
Turned right
miracles, but look on the bright side
When you're in a hurry nothing happens fast
Stand by your beliefs because your star is genuine
Look towards the future,
Oh I'm Building a boat to get me out of town
So I'm cutting big tall trees down to the ground
I'm gonna cut em up into bends
With a couple of my
muhfucka like a joke of the town
What you laughin' for you in the
Same boat when it drown i'ma chill
I'ma have a little Coke with the Crown
Coke by the ounce
my business
Listen
I'm just a law abiding citizen
I don't want no trouble
Unless trouble's given
Gaza Strip stripped by Zionists
Tucker tales, cut
have groupies
So what you gonna do when jou moeder fokkin boat sails
All these rappers hanging on Jack Parow's coat tails
I'm buying energy with my
I got my name in this shit 'cause I walked down
I got your bitch 'cause she love how I talk (love how I talk)
You can tell I murder just by the walk
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