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Superficial motherfucker wasting sign of want from off
All hail the black market
Getting what we want when we want it so bad
All fingers point,
Realize the mess you're in the fight
Goes do you want to win
A black child is desired target
It's skin sold on illegal market
Paralysed
(Nope)
Black sands, mountain retreats or the Isle Of Capri
I kept my eye on the prize felt eyes on me
But I mastered the ABC’s pre Elementary nigga
My
and his eyes are quite similar to the Ayatollah
I first met Hussain whilst pissed on a train
He was off to Heathrow to catch a fuk'n plane
I think he had
adept,
To blow the pipe his lips he wrinkled,
And green and blue his sharp eyes twinkled,
Like a candle-flame where salt is sprinkled
And ere three shrill
open up an organ shop
Sell your blood and guts and snot
You know how the training go
Black market boss
And somehow some geeksy cops
This a closure not
we're undertaking
With black market supplies and information
No one has dared to face the journey we are making
Since it was outlawed no one even has even
sounds,
It’ll get violent,
I get,
Blinded by all the red that I see as I sit and listen to people scream till it’s silent,
Never closin my eye lids,
role games, when my dick swang
I'll be Indiana Bones in
The Temple of Poontang
Fuckin that cunt like a maniac
Aphrodisiac, spanish fly in your drink
By
as the clock tick, came wisdom to see
Understandin' my third eye master me
Now the black market is my target of attack
Yo, my peoples, are you with me? Where
to this?
(We want your oil)
Smart bomb with more brains than the President
Blipping and bleeping as they target residents
Of market squares and hospital
and torture-addicts, worse than any thought you could imagine
Kidnap an entire school of bible-kids; The ransom is a stolen stash of black-market software and microchips
name
That's how sugar cane made the chain gang swang'
Black Sea markets bound Europeans
Slave trade change lanes to follow the seasons
Highlight of my
meet (Yeah)
Pull up and go park on
The one-way side street no alarm
So I creep to the back by a
Window that'll allow me to get stacked
Like a pencil, I
motherfucker
Wasting
Sign off
On the mark
All hail the black market
Getting what we want
When we want it so bad
All fingers point
All fingers pry
Stick out
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