Lyrics:
more sense
Out of the back end of a mule
Screw you
Oh, you bloody young fools
I could get more sense
Out of the back end of a mule
So you see
yeah
Commie punk
Commie punk
Commie punk
Punk punk
That's what they think of me
Yeah yeah
Why do people get no meals
Why
You think youre a punk
Why
Why
50 cent or someone else
They do what everyone else
Does even if it doesn’t fit where
And who they are but
You get nowhere that way your
Energy is weak
around the time when you got elected
Ain't nothin' changed
All the promises you made, before you got elected, they ain't came true
Tell me what to do
the opposite of being nearby.
Quem fomos é muito pesado. Who we were is a very heavy load.
Não se consegue trazer às costas. You cannot carry it on your
the pedal to the metal, the movement (M.U.L.E. shit)
Take my shots for the ones that don't do shit (Yeah)
Not concerned with what everyone's doin'
Yo
How u
gonna love you, mama?
Who loves you?
Who loves you, pretty baby?
And when you think the whole wide world has passed you by
You keep on tryin', but you
thanking me
If you aint sitchie than please stay away from me bitch
Just stay away from me
You do not love me if you never prayed for me factz
You never
around the time
When you got elected ain't nothin' changed all the
Promises you made before you got elected they ain't came true
Tell me what to do, these
pounds of steel
Could be the money babe, could be the power
Could be I love the way it feels
Could be I love the way it feels
But you know she's
pounds of steel
Could be the money babe, could be the power
Could be I love the way it feels
Could be I love the way it feels
But you know she's
closing
Where do you wish you were instead?
You got me hanging by a thread, yeah
Oh, tell me now
Who do you love?
Is it him or me?
'Cause I can't
swear we're being led by psychopaths
Who sometimes do nice things but mostly just frightful acts
And we're all traumatized, hero's killed and modified
Old
what I can’t do
I’ll be the answer that tells you, that you can too
When you’re stuck in a life, that reprimands you
Being blinded by light, that
don't stop"
Fuck the talk I walk whatever I claim to do
Knock a mule on her ass and turn the pussy black and blue
You couldn't run up if your Fighter
walk whatever I claim to do
Knock a mule on her ass and turn the pussy black and blue
You couldn't run up if your Fighter was Virtua
I'm
healer
What you think
Intoxication the medication
Keep me sane at my station
Express champions destination
Paint love over the nations
All over
The world is my trench
This is a all-out blitz
I love my mom
But I'm a son of Bessellieu
So excuse my French
Jon, you tripping
Nah, this ain't even venting
talking now
'Bout the Go-V-T
You laugh at that
They're all our enemies
All that stuff
That best friends do
Like talk about only me and you
I don't care what
circulating all the drugs these days
Who the boss we the mule's they the plugs these days
Even they know to show a little love these days
I have not seen you
a govt. revenue
I be living 14th sweet love avenue
So i try to be the realest nigga
I don't do shit to you but to love you bigger
I'm eager to let you know
closing, where do you wish you were instead?
You got me hanging by a thread, yeah
Oh, tell me now
Who's the one that takes you higher than
Than you
No Use Of Fighting For Ya Rights, Thats The Govt. Who's Brainwashing Our Mind,
Killing Your Own People Why, Tell Me Whatchu Gonna Get Killin' Your
sentimental thoughts about this Caucasian
Six million in the hole, still feeling short-changed
Reprimanded by someone who's snorting cocaine
Frank Hampton
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