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The wind feels natural |
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The crook |
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On some black connection |
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From continent to continent crooks reign |
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But I guess you already know that |
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Volume Two of this joint |
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Lo |
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[Suede] |
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I scuba in Bermuda with new girl |
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While in Cuba receive a message |
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Wide screen view from Cheeba |
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Got girls for some interceptions |
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I detect a weapon, passport, chains |
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We smile chameleon |
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Catching G-11 land on Kawasakis willy-in |
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Look at me |
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[Cheeba] |
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Look at the Bronx, Brooklyn, and the Harlem |
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Black Connection |
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"Cheeba, you pulled Suede operate tailspin" |
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OK Flynn need guns with cajun lens |
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Need funds a million yens |
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Here goes again |
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Time to shock the world!! |
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Top Co., Diana Ross |
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We set the feathers gloss |
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We jet, the flyin horse |
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Steal it then we |
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Shoot down the iron flies |
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Look up, with eye on top |
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The skies, the pirate skies |
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Kiss a story |
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[Suede] |
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Scar a feeble, throw the lassos |
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Black Connect at the Boscos |
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Hidin hollows and assholes |
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Matrix, bullets don't dodge slow |
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Untraceable grin gin pour |
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Palms is sweaty |
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Relax, relate, release |
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We ready (We ready) |
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[Chorus] |
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Black Connection Black Connection-tion-tion |
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Black Connection Black Connection |
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Black Connection Black Connection-tion |
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Black Connection Black Connection |
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[Cheeba] |
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Blue Eyed |
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Blue Skies brawn |
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Wearin blue suits |
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Blue through tall pigs |
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From the skies |
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Think its two Alec Baldwins |
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Crosswinds |
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Fold them in, we in the air |
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[Suede] |
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Yea my semi-bleached |
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Clorox, get near me |
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Might blow ox |
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This bunnies got chaos |
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The white clouds, gray fox |
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The mad purple, violet |
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In that the private pilot |
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You try it |
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In this I.V. will be the rest of your diet |
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We wild with fury for jury movies |
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Mass um up of uzis |
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Minus the fingerprints |
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The turbulence still got me woozy |
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Thats when I heard the engine blow |
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Screamin: "Cheeba eject!" |
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Free fallin reckless through the clouds |
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Now lets get this glow |
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Black Connection |
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[Cheeba] |
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We get the glow and |
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We blow these bird doors |
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Shoot the plastic explosive |
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While we on the hang glide show |
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We hit the falcons |
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Scout them bullions |
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Massage the mountains air |
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[Chorus] |
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[Suede] |
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Suspended in air |
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Glitter till the clitters |
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Get this merchandise |
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Fu-Yun from Taiwan |
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And African emo-ice |
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Cargo from Key Largo |
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Powder porchable plants |
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Cashin foreign stamps |
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We taken these grants and brakin camp |
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[Cheeba] |
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We on the autopilot, thats why no bodies hear |
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We got bullions |
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Feelin like two front of stairs |
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Flynn: "You'll soon sing at the range |
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Yall Leave yall drain plane |
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Go down in flames I'm the hero |
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So I take all of the vibrate |
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Off to New Zealand |
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You guys maintain less than zero" |
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No chance for crookers to help us |
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We lost in the air |
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Hittin troopers up there |
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But we wont leave without a bang |
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[Suede] |
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Evacuate perimeter |
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Cobra dillinger skimmin ya |
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Most is patriotic |
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Plunge into the ocean |
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Cant stop it |
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Will we make it in time |
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Crooks to be continued |
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From continent to continent |
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Black connection up in you |
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[Chorus] |
