Lyrics:
Em Bm B7
Really knowing that things are bound to be improving
G
are ragged, no (G7)shoes on my feet "
Said the little paper boy, there on the (C)street
Early next mornin' as the (G7)crowd passed by
The little
Tomorrow, United States of Africa
This wanna country e mess up
I no know wetin I go do again
Wetin I go talk
Wetin man go do before
Me bɔ mo
time
'Cause all I want, a second or two
And all we got are seconds to lose
And all I am is tempted by you
Ten times more than the sweetest sound
sour, growing wise to the lies[00:30.56]And every time I spit bars, I open new eyes[00:33.58]And make them realise they're controlled by TVs in their
because I was confused by the way the world works
There's no protection so I'm a correct it by starting a heaven on earth
Absolving all issues like
Cops are
back and laugh
Some years went by, I heard a rumor that he died
If I wasn’t so used to it I mighta even cried
Just another cool kid that the mean
open my eyes
The stars are skies are everywhere to me
And no matter what I try to find)
I can't get you off my mind
(Twenty-four seven, I'm fantasizing
buk, by popular demand
We back by popular demand, doin' it big
As big as we, can, divided we fall, united we, stand
My pockets got the green but I'm not
enjoy who you are, cut 'em out (leh)
It's okay to lose some folks
Some of 'em will shock you when they scat (7elo)
Yama nass ra7at ne3rafsh lesh thahabat
know you got soul' by Rakim
Enemies are flocking
Better be the God that'll
Stop the slob that wants the top spot
Without crawling
If you stopped to think
Of course it takes talent to do that well
He might be a champ of the heavyweights
Or a feller that sells you glue
Or President of the United States
Ultraman! Ultraman Seven!
When I was a kid, a fond memory
When I ate curry and stuff, silver spoons on my eyes
Ultraman! Ultraman Seven!
But now I've
tell me chill a second
I can see it in your eyes you're surprised by my dirtiness
I listen to you guys then I analyze your worthiness
I say shit you
[Gatekeeper]
In '97 don't be alarmed, Gravediggaz drop
(Da Bomb! Da Bomb! Da Bomb!)
G, are, A, V, E, D (Da Bomb!)
I, double G, A to the zig zag Z
a ride in Thailand. Sources said that it was because of a breakdown in communicating. Oh lord, the boat was towed into Thai waters by a German freighter
a rally
For right these hearts are rowdy, tonight we spark the valleys
In flatlands stoppin' the bad man, with grab hands
Girl he groping, go in
ask a nigga what that G like
I remember playing curve ball, and soccer
They got most of my homies chained up, in 5-by-7 lockers
The days ain't
ask a nigga what that G like
I remember playing curve ball, and soccer
They got most of my homies chained up, in 5-by-7 lockers
The days ain't
Hello
My name is Rowan Gaelen
These are my confessions
And my revelations
As I write this, it’s the 14th of June, 7PM on the moon
I’m moving station
by Upton Sinclair, you'll see what I'm saying
You don't have to be black to be poor and oppressed
Just like there are rich black people profiting off
seconds left in the game
The Dream team led by one
They knew if they could freeze the ball
The Jacksons would be done
Just then the four young Jackson boys
us home kid!
Twenty-seven seconds in, a second wind
Everything is positive and I said I'm zoning in
I'm gaining confidence
And they're knowing it
in a second
Everything change God gave him pain
Going from mexico, to the united states
His first language is not English it was Spanish
He was
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