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so old
We been livin' in a world so cold
But you feel warm by my side
I'll take you home
You should be mine
When I feel low
You take me high

Just

cya understand it
Once wi link up dem a head fi di zip
One by one, cross dem off a di list
Inna mi bed, show off couple tricks
Silly rabbit, not for

guns what you gonna do punk

I'm the Lorax, the Lorax I speak for the trees
My home had been invaded by sickness of greed
I fear for the future indeed

should have known by now that there was no answer
I should have known by now that there is no purpose
Everything that I stand for is without meaning
I hope

collide
By any means
Do what it take to survive
Starvin like marvin
I’m picturing commas
I’m honest
Far from the target
Forgetting the promise
I’m thomas

that's a no
I came a long way from serving by the store
We going up, going way far
Keeping all that za in a jar
Im stashing all these racks in a drawer
I'd

period made me conscious of I am
When we begin disuniting things get outta hand
Surrounded by bad conditions merely hoping for the good
You're not

make me feel important girl
You something exotic, brag about being with a foreign girl
You're some like a Goddess, in fact you might just be a tourist

Turn the page, another day's begun
Barcelona shimmers in the Mediterranean sun
Tourists hurry by, gotta be somewhere by one
Paella simmers in

But it sure as eggs looks like we've bumped into it!
It's too bad, but we're floating by too fast to ask them."
Old Paul yanked his slouch hat down

but even moving has a shipping cost
Since the loss has gone, still invaded by invasive thoughts
I have the strength to fight, still in need to put

sheep by the hour sheaves kneel
While I sleep my fate sealed watch me
I minute more than most can't stop me
Every second gets better
Think I'm finished

If you see me roll by
He be fresh n cut
He be fresh n cut
He be he be fresh n cut
If you see me with my guys
We, we be Fresh n cut
We be fresh n cut

Every time once in a while 
In a village by the sea 
You can see a redheaded girl 
Selling pearls and groceries 

If you buy some of her goods

the ghetto
Reminds me of the days
I would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better

would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better start moving
Bitch get up back

would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better start moving
Bitch get up back

Unfortunate portraits painted of horses endorsing danger
And whores with remorse enslaved by the forefathers of anger
The more that tourists pay for the gore

Every week or so writers brought their new demos to her office 

Chorus
While Mary neatly typed them line by line 
She would discreetly change a rhyme

Dis 1 dier u 4 tear top 
Or u dey c me tourist wey e just drop? 
Better
Mek we go
Roll the window 
Accra city lights as da wind dey blow 
My favorite

just a Brontosaurus with a sixth sense
Walking around not even knowing
That he don't exist
The cardio by linguistics this shit be
The hardest act

Real young nigga can't live by fear, pouring it up in the sprite I can't feel
All of my opps they staying inside, none of my opps they come out at night

would live in Pepekeo
Fly through the night time like a Pueo
Tourist start running yah and they better set sail
Better start moving
Bitch get up back

a tourist
Guide walk along and take my hand
Welcome to the make up of new paths
Fast fix ‘em direct another face value and
Put it to fruition
By the way