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Baby Namboos - Ancoats 2 Zambia Şarkı Sözleri
while the poor play in parks filled with broken glass and as we point our fingers we turn our backs we can´t accept each other and that´s a matter of fact indoctrinated you since you were a boy ever since the day you´ve seen the rich kids told within a year you´d be a part of them broke away from the grape and this all started it so you won´t stay or take a drug at all ´cause you know you´re so susceptible they turn against you, now you´re full of hate you can´t accept it, now you´re in an irate state this is wrecks-n-effects and i shake up their flex they got techs break their necks and their building their reps who the boos who to choose how they wearin´ the shoes in army i enlist and takin´ a piss certain things i have seen so i´m lookin´ to grieve powers usually runnin´ they´re buyin´ the buildings and then they sell at least a bell and they´re breakin´ ´em down my life to the rocks livin´ in a shoebox social security they like the poor in me bring out the whore in me then knock the door on me cheap tricks don´t like chicks and i´m rubbin´ their hips who the boos who to choose how they wearin´ the shoes it was a long time ago and started to grow forest fire earned and sent me afrocentric negroes so i juxtapose this goes out to those who turned up their nose a long time ago now i flex upon a rhythm cushion tempo i flex upon a rhythm cushion tempo so open your mind if you feel you could go clean out your ears well while i clear my throat the vital ingredient, the antidote willy wee flex like some other one it´s a feelin´ that i get sometimes when i´m lyin´ in my bed sometimes black cloud in my head sometimes intoxicating my mind, my mind it´s not that i wanna die baby just that i wanna fly but this feelin´ that i get sometimes i could sever all ties, all ties hate the color of my skin sometimes hates to see what i see sometimes so how can i ever win my time i was sold on the other side ´cause a wasted life is no such thing there´s no such thing as a wasted life ´cause life is death and death is life and these here thoughts are not a crime one day is forever, forever is a day it´s so fucking easy to throw it all away |
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