| They say the devil’s time is short
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| So what, sport?
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| We still ain’t free
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| They still lying on radio and TV
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| The centuries turn into minutes; |
| humanity’s finished
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| Forced organ harvest, what’s for dinner?
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| Butcher the meat
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| Chop up the pig
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| Dig out him ribcage
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| Blue mountain ridge
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| Fire burn hot
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| Ital in a' deh pot
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| Women head wrap up, she walk round in frock
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| Bobo dread, wattah bom, Maroon sing-song
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| How long ya deh a foreigner in a Babylon belly man?
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| Then you no know?
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| Fire shot fling stone
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| Di whole time deh deh a suffer in a mi soul
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| Bad man dun a van tear off Jah
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| Try gallavant, every bloodclot ting a get jam
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| Dis tiger bone tonic son, drink that
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| Which gyal wan panty fa di pussy bring that
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| Ghetto people song, only them can sing this one
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| Bareface, they kyas and clean up the place
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| I sent a buy front bricks
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| Man upon road no tek catch a buss man
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| I know man I still buy ore
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| Substance dominate rhymes
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| Styles trail closely behind
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| They work together, you don’t need to choose sides
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| Dystopian present times, immigration talk to a leprechaun
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| Motherfucker ain’t no friend of mine
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| If he’s worth his weight in sodium, step to the podium
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| Ingest the polonium
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| While promoting electroneum
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| Crypto-sporidium
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| The next coin for the millenium
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| Check the chlorine levels before you swim in it
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| Immigrant: Uncle Sam
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| Music industry Ombudsman
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| I heard Ice about to raid Summer Jam
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| When the sun disappears, the fear of the moon is a shared emotion
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| Among men everywhere
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| Meta-Fortnite, nano-mic; |
| volcano cancel your flight
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| Ash in the air, clash of the titans
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| Man-made throwing fertilizer in the fan blade
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| DNA de-energize by high gamma waves, slaves
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| Close to old age, told to behave
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| The youth strayed so far from the way they were raised
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| More locks, more keys, more prisons, more thieves
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| If pedophilia’s a crime then why they go free?
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| I rarely generalize, but who goes to parties to consume drugs wrapped in cheese
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| brie
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| Inquiring minds don’t give a *flllluck* what you know
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| They just wanna see the deposit slips, yo
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| Relocate, move in with grandpa
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| Meanwhile Grandma goes in to live with prince bandar
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| Domingo, my nigga
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| Thanos the rhythm trigger
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| Percussion paint picture for the everyday listener |