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Ondre C. |
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Send "911" Ringtone to your Mobile |
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SUBMIT CORRECTIONS CANCEL |
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[Introduction] |
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Gorillaz |
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Back the f**k up |
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D12 |
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[Proof] |
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The new terrors in rock (rock) |
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On every block (block) |
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Late for School, Late for Work |
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But ahead of these cops (cops) |
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My credit is shock, in the detonate box (box) |
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Like, people take my life and thats pathetic as Pac's (Pac's) |
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A waste of the talent, Say my boys is just no where |
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Placed on the planet, remain in poisonous warfare |
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Derelict Arabic terrorists in the air, |
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shit arrogant apparent to punish people by their heritage, |
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Nato marriage, Hate embarrassed |
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There is the faith to cherish |
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In your room face to face with race awareness |
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A race to sheriff to army bombin' your God is with you |
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Calm over war, we gotta start our pistol |
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Cause if you right and, know you right, then where's your righteous ways |
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We sacrifice, snatch your life, many nights and days |
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Follow me into equality we might behave |
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And only Christ can say the trife will reunite again |
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[Kuniva] |
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America Owns, Without a fucking care in my dome, |
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Bearin' my bones, so far away staring at home, |
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Stay at my zone, falling asleep late with my chrome, |
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Feelin' hype from these rockets burning like straightenin' in the cones, |
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Stay at the streets, bullshit and plans to beef, |
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Spray at your peeps for christmas, give a K to my neice, |
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Real nigga's feel us and fear us, |
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Gorillaz beat on they chest when, |
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Dangerous lyricist, I hope that you hear us, |
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The spirit of Bugz is still in me, |
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God bless it the trinity, |
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Cause my bullets they come in three's like trilogy's, |
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Put the knife away, missiles always strike and blaze, |
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So much smoke you can't tell the difference between night and day, |
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Right away blow your life away, so light your haze, |
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Hold tight grenades so when it blows I'm slightly grazed, |
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Kuniva might be crazed unleashin' unlikely rage, |
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The next time you hear a verse from me I might be caged. |
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[Chorus] Terry Hall |
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*Arabic Chanting* |
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[Bizarre] |
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Everynight I talk to a black hawk, taking heroin in bulks |
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Watch my body hit the chalks |
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I'm too lazy, mescaline got's me crazy |
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Rape this old lady, while the bitch was having a baby |
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And I ain't never going home, Bizarre's too far gone |
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This cold got's me for ciphered, right from wrong |
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As I sit in my seat and remain calm, and close my eyes and wait for the bomb. |
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(Here it comes!) |
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*Airplane Blows Up* |
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[Swifty] |
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I'm gettin' the fuck on, I'm aggravated |
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I know I'll make it, Im in a place full of hatred, |
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Treatin' my life like a sayyid, |
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Try to check me, I break your neck, |
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Disrespect me you get injected, |
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It's hectic with some bullshit that happen, |
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You least expected, |
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We just don't accept it nigga, |
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I go ahead, lift my trigger, |
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Get rid of bitches, pay you a visit, then get your shit lit |
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I'm a nitwit with a big dick, and big balls |
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I don't miss shit |
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I hit all, whoever that did this, |
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We Gonna Getch'all. |
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[Kon Artis] |
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Yo, yo |
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Now whether its Saddam or Bin Laden thats been startin all this trouble for us, |
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Creepin horrors doin show after show, sleepin on the tour bus |
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We lost Aaliyah, lost our families, takes no tinues |
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You dont need us to say the world is fucked up God can see it |
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Now it seems the public needs this shit to calm these kids |
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'cause they findin out how you lied about your twisted sins |
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They say we bad for you but shit our music is your friend |
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They cant deter you from the truth cause we the helping hand. |
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[Terry Hall] |
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We are one, and one is all, |
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We are, We are one |
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And one is all... |
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[Chorus] |