Lyrics:
quite safely
I am holding down 3 jobs
My children change form one shift to the next
My husband, he is a manual labourer
They work his fingers to the bone
fuck a paigon
But now a nigga writing statements
Revenge sweet got me thinking that it's eye for eye
I'm plotting as the time goes by
Flyboy when I step
sabi Kpansh
Alaye claim say
Na him sabi pass
Him sabi brag
Him sabi men
Wey sabi sarz
Him begin press
But him no sabi chat
The street no be
By who get
waitin' for the pot to boil
Man, I can't wait to see your rock from orbit
Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight
Time for me to bring Brad
waitin' for the pot to boil
Man, I can't wait to see your rock from orbit
Put my work upon the table and it's startin' tonight
Time for me to bring Brad
Shine, shine, the light of good works shine
The watch before the city gates depicted in their prime
That golden light all grimy now
Three hundred
more
It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men
Magic will only work for those who do believe in them
Black magic, it's black magic, do you believe
and snuck
Vomit on the floor
Fifty ugly soldier men
Holdin' spears by the iron door
Stinks so bad, stones are chokin'
Weepin' greenish drops
In the den
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no more
It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men
Magic will only
Shine, shine, the light of good works shine
The watch before the city gates depicted in their prime
That golden light all grimy now
Three hundred
Southeast of the Boro on the A66
Before you reach Redcar and the steelworks and pits
Monday to Friday men work on the dock
Six 'til two, two 'til
that I got with you
Cause you was really out my league
Thought we'd be John Legend & Chrissy T
Keith Powers & Destiny
But it ain't work out how expected
saved
If she had utilised her talents at an earlier age
But like most of us
She was challenged by those rainy days
Now she just works and plays
As she
America
Hijacked by white men who hate
Men who only demonstrate how to
Rock the toxic shock of
Political strychnine
In a genocide of the collective
America
Hijacked by white men who hate
Men who only demonstrate how to
Rock the toxic shock of
Political strychnine
In a genocide of the collective
and the currents held the hopes of electrical impulse men forgetting themselves on their way to school and work and bars and social events, and forgetting along
He pulled up playing ari I knew it was meant to be.
He don't really smoke like that he ain't come with no tree.
Enchanted by his outfit boy you
Numbers
(Intro) What jay said really ain't true, cause men lie woman lie but numbers lie too, see numbers lie too
(Verse 1) I don't know if I agree
Section eight was his father
But he was raised by his momma
She taught him how to be stronger
Work smart not harder
Always rise above the drama
Go to school
train Ramo
Mustache any old Money, "no!"
Merrily merrily merrily merrily
In a cobweb tomb on a hotbed of heresy
Frog men schooled by the god Ed
Religiously incriminated
Cause evil started with men
When Adam bit the apple
And created original sin
What if men got payed less
For doing the same work?
Roles
niggas gettin quaked by money
But The Horsemen here though
Comin through with the Hennessey and dough dough
I'm lookin at the niggas peepin out the hoes
I
final, and he is certain, his greatest work.]
Since the time when ra and isis
Raised the sphinx out of the sand
And apollo dreamed athena
And men
mind, you can step the fuck off, pops, fuck you
Had to play catch by myself, what a sorry sight
A pitiful plight, so I pray for a starry night
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