Tonalité : D# minor
Verse 1
Am
No more can we stand
for the bullshite
They try and give you what
you already have
They can give you nothing
We're too strong, we're too proud
Where do them end
their questions?
They know the answer they want
So what the fuck makes them ask me
for when I'm shooting calls?
My course be most probably
different from yours
These big balls bounce from my good foot
To my mad foot
To my bad foot
Covered in soot
Here look
Guitar baby from the depths
Of the triple black
Tough back lover man
Cheatin' to death at my doorstep
Come along, come
Squeeze my line
Put the pep in my pepper
And met my boom bop
Move to the sound of
Mr.
Dakarama
Dunstepper just
Give me the dive man
You can see me jammin' at
my local pub man
Talkin' my talk on karaoke machines
Old chicks in tight jeans
They holler and scream, as I sing a song of six pence,
pocket full of rice and peas
I'm hated by them clone
MCs, as I'm looking at my platinum
plaque and thinking damn
Ten years of rap before
I made my first grand
Full of bad culture, none time specific,
politically listed
Isodynamic, organically grown
Phenomenal abdominal spasm,
most hard to fathom
A
Am
Sassy madam in my dream,
got me seeing beautiful scenes
She nice man between,
she rock and I'm coming with
Eaug
Am
This world is mine,
you figures never gave me nothing
Don't waste your time,
don't come here with your bluffing
I've been cast from the heavens to rectify
the error of my boisterous exuberance
But not once did my good gods,
give up on me
Yet I'm back up in
Babylon, and so sad to see
my people get
Duped by them plastic gods,
road dwellers
Don't you see my lightning rods?
Rebel fella, coup d 'etat,
Sunrati,
Bombo,
Nati
Decipher the scriptures,
refocus all the distorted pictures
That they beam down on us,
it's a must that we trust
None of the ura flasks
We move with the spirit,
we groove with the spirit
It's a must you feel it,
y 'all know we really deal it
All dem a try, all dem a dis,
they can't stop the work
All this claim to fame is
we don't claim fame
All that we portraying is the voice
of the voiceless
C
Am
Choice of the people that have no choice
So we sing and rejoice, we praise almighty
The devil's here with flight,
now the war comes like we
Devil's here with flight,
now the war comes like we
Move, go and move
Eaug
Am
This world is mine
New figures never gave me nothing
Don't waste your time
Don't come here with your bluffing
This world is mine
You figures never gave me nothing
Don't waste your time
Don't come here with your
Am
bluffing
Am
Background
Am
Am
Am
Thanks
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