could be that cruel to me No gods could be that cruel to me And I blame the sun And I blame the moon I blame myself And I blame you Twelve minutes
when it's tossed And often light green kiss my ass to coffin Cut the bull in Harlem on sloughths and Cut the bull then I'm seven deuce Impala whore dance
runnin' when its tossed and often light green kiss my ass to coffin Cut the bull in Harlem on sloughths(?) and cut the bull then I'm seven duece Impala
, down, down in quicksand Number five, prisons rehabilitation Inmates fi go out and change the nation Six, government and politics People a bawl say the road want fix Seven
article Was diabolical to the last visible molecule A space night like Rom, consume planets like Unicorn Blasting photon bombs from the arm like Galvatron United Nations
hands bitch, run your ice Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth By the fifth eat shit, you'll step off Six is your beatdown, your title is seven Takin
hands and drop your mic 'Cause I'll go third and he'll go fourth By the fifth you're dissed 'cause you lost Six is your beat down, your title is seven
recognize the secret society?s death wish Ninety-seven percent of our presidents were masons Responsible for launderin' trillions of dollars from the nation
And run amok with a fat jumbuck, down by the billabong And every night at twelve o'clock to show that we're not slaggards We'll stand and sing our national
like tila (Gucci) black and white chain in da libra like a zebra this not your everday ordinary fuckin beemer dis is no part of da seven dis a moss
. The crust - it moaned and cracked - opening up and out came......creatures......twelve thousand.... Attacking the "Klesta" tribe, leaving only good alive. Creating a peaceful nation
bowling ball, Metallica, kill em all, let god scold em all, The Guildford four, chicago seven, Mumia, mandela, oceans eleven, Half past twelve on friday
tossed and often light green kiss my ass to coffin Cut the bull in Harlem on sloughths(?) and cut the bull then I'm seven duece Impala whore dance Ambidexterious
to the last visible molecule A space night like Rom, consume planets like Unicron Blasting photon bombs from the arm like Galvatron [Verse Two: U-God] United Nations
