Lyrics:
snatched by more Germans
Europeans are seein me bleedin, jet off in
the Lex skiin, goggles, Louis Rich Sweden
[Method Man]
I dig my life experiences, wrap
present you, the reason for me to rap.
I love lyrics and rhymes I can use to express
Let's face it this mumble shit never impressed
I'm disappointed by
to give a home to students
Who feel this shit is useless and they just stupid
Cause that damn english teacher was ruthless
Well fuck your grammar
I ain't
Give me to the English Channel
I'm just the water that stretched along the picturesque coastal
Call me la Manche if you want to see me closer to home
But
by my side
She was sweaty and hairless,
Glistening and careless
I guess same with me, looking as good as I can
Ain't going home yet,
Ain't
be saved
Protecting us from immigrants and perverted sexual deviants
A world of mindless Christians is what they want
Carrying out their modern day
at the edge of the eyes of the modern world
Where all the silence meets and decides and then suffocates
Disrupted by the breach of the wind in the cutaway
compass true and maps in hand, they roamed, (oh, roam)
Far from English home, where dreams of glory bloomed. (from home)
Verse 2:
"Claim these lands," with
One side of the street, is Malone's Funeral Home and the
Other side's a library, try very hard to picture this shit
Walk through where I live
When Johnny comes marching home again
He's coming by bus or underground
A woman's eye will shed a tear to see his face so beaten in fear
It's just
resentment
In the end paralyzed by the venom
It’s just what I expected yeah cuz nothin ever given
It’s tryna make a livin
It’s stay afloat swimmin
I stay
Christmas
I always pull up with the ice
Yeah it always be snowing round me
Modern Day Escobar back in the day I was shipping that coke by the beach
Now i'm
modern life
Where you live then you die
And you just give and you try
Hope you get a new sign
And any hole inside can't be filled by nothing you buy
Where
wrong
Even if it's only for awhile
I'm alright if I can see you smile
You're an old-fashioned girl at home in the modern world
The night's just right
the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Mister moonlight
reading and still see
The muck on the sky of the ceiling
Please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is
Messenger is nervous it's no
stair,
Wet my fingers and slicked my hair,
Elbowed grandma passing by,
Her face went into a pie.
If I'm late there's misery,
I won't be up
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
I am learning English as a 2nd language
On the bus journey back home to my family
In the west end of this city
Where I was told that we could live
for Stuttgart we began
Joxer packed his German phrasebook and jumpleads for the van.
Some of the lads had never been away from home before
'Twas
your haunted past
I'll be your brand new phone
I'll be an R-rated movie with no ride home
I'm nervous baby how bout
I'm modern baby how bout you
I
a happy home
'Las Islas Malvinas, Argentina'
He had heard of Irish hands
In a noble gallant band
That helped to free the land called Argentina
He had heard
He was raised in the English way
His daddy taught him respect, he taught him how to pray
They sent him off to boarding school
Where he learned how
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