Lyrics:
the ease of a flicked wrist, your soul can be seized from a distance/
In an instant - by this Plague affiliate that's seething with sickness/
I seem to get
cleansed the heavens with steel and flame
Vanquish the goodness to Hells dark domain
One on my list Three is now two
Don't fuck with me God Ill come for you
down you know?
[Verse 1]
Dear Nas, what up son it's Mega
I got your letter, me and my cousin Oogie here together
Aiyyo your man Duke came through
you
with those that paint those
It's the deepest, like my verse here
Which will make me a million bones
Yah right, it's just my rhymes on microphone i
A gentle mist all heaven kissed
Like teardrops off an angel's wing
Don't you know you'll cleanse your soul
With a walk in the Irish rain.
Cho: Oh,
FIVE O'CLOCK IT'S QUITTING TIME
I'M RUNNING FOR THE DOOR
BY TEN O'CLOCK I'M SO DAMN DRUNK
I'M CRAWLING ON THE FLOOR
DON'T KNOW
HOW I'LL GET MY DRUNKEN
bouzouki
Let me tell you about Yoshi
Fingers dancing on the harp
Has a pond of swimming carp
Just don't say the word "sushi"
Gave a concert, oh so
don't you get this shit twisted
Cause we got central air
Everybody is depressed in need
Some of mental care
But never been in prison when someone
You love
Step one, step two it's all up to you
Step three, step four
How could you ask for more?
Anything, anytime, anywhere
That's the bottom line
to you
When it comes to actin' smooth
I don't really makе the cut
If I talk to a pretty lady
My words get jumbled up
But there's another side of me
When
Psychosicksomatic I'm ecstatic
You can't stomach me
Fuelled by oxymoron superpowers of
The last marine panorama gamma beam
Channelled through your plasma screen
Na
Malah kamachi
Philadelphia yeah
Got a letter from the government
Tore it to shreds come and get me
Burn a donut shop down full of FEDS
Wire tap my
like
You struck by Cupid my hair is in your face
Nigga three pounds to it
If the radio don't play my jam
They fuckin' foolish what's his name?
(Hodgy
Mr Yakubu ẹ ma n se bi fraudster
You don’t want to prosper
Come and collect Oscar
Three hundred billion te gba lọwọ ijọba
Kí le fi se ná sir (A ti fi
Thought for sure that he'd quit
Just as soon as the night time hit Well he proved me wrong
Cause by the end of it
The Tilt-a-whirled and the Zipper zipped
repair
The broken records of family trees
I feel the fear, I will repeat
Depressive Irish genes have me breathing dismal poems
Sad Shepard recipes
I'm hot as soup (shh, shh)
Me and K in the cut, clizzy rambo too (shh, shh)
Twenty-four, I don't snooze, I bang by noon (shh, shh)
I'm in the bando,
WE TOUCH THE SKY
3. (Sacred Grounds)
So much blood was shed
I dont look back in hate
United we stand in amazing grace
Suffering the English's deadly
beyond and I heard : ³Dont look back !²
But I did and my eyes, they can¹t forget that sight
Rcause all water and land was dead.
Destroyed, denied, all
south doin da dirt you be hatin
we tell ya to say no word.
I got 3 F on my report card mama dont like either duz
pa not eligible for football.
Now dey
dash on the track
Tension & stress,
Dont need none of that, That
Yeah its on sight in this bitch
I be feeling like yeezy, im bound 2 this shit
I do
(drums and horns set in) 1-2-3-4
(Jazzy Jeff starts scratching)
(Don't stop the rock)
Now that's a record! Now that's a record!
Go Jazzy, go Jazzy, go
I
give me a pinch
Theyll take a mile as soon as u give em a inch
Gave bro da 5 he flipped it by ten gave him et ten told him flip it again
He did it again
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