Saul Wllliams - S. WILLIAMS _Roach Eggs_ live on SWAYSUNIVERSE | Текст песни

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Woke up in the morning
High off the internet
Five million followers
Now on the internet
I own the internet
I own the internet
I own the internet

Hack into religion
Five billion followers
Bitches slaves and indians
Five billion followers
Five billion followers
Five billion followers

Martyr Loser Kingdom
Roach egg economy
Threat by superstition
Roach egg economy
Roach egg economy
Roach egg economy
Roach egg economy
Roach egg economy

"They approached the boat in reddish paint
Naked, they were staring at our robes and garments giving thanks
Down, down from the sky, down
From the sky they seem to think we came"

I own the internet, five billion followers

2000 slave team
Michael with a cigarette
Make a nigga pop
But how pop can a nigga get?
Basquiat, king of pop
Make a nigga boom, boom
Spin around, hat tipped down
Walk over the moon, moon
Days of the ways of the phase of the samurai
Falcon on my shoulder but you know
I'm on that eagle eye
Eyes of America, everybody looking
TV on the radio, knowledge in a book, and
God of the internet
Hackers, hackers
God of the internet, God of the masters
You don't have to ask us, you can just do it
Light blinked red and I ran right through it
Matte black Tesla tank full of hydrogen
Pop that head stuck open my eyes
It's my computer in front of me
In front of my computer
I'm typing all my thoughts as if I couldn't think them any sooner
She's just a night bird floating through your kingdom come
Threatened by Virgini on the plenty
On that Nina Sim
You sitting wondering
Spitters who fear wondering
Trying to get Fulani, like the Roma bitch I'm wandering
Tagged up in the Vatican
"Nah nigga not that again"
Poems on the subway with some change up in my hat again
Snitches think I'm tattling
Bitches think I'm ragging them
Preachers think I'm preaching
While the teachers think I'm cheating
I'm just speaking

"They approached the boat in reddish paint
Naked, they were staring at our robes and garments giving thanks
Down, down from the sky, down
From the sky they seem to think we came"

I'm just speaking

"They approached the boat in reddish paint
Naked, they were staring at our robes and garments giving thanks
Down, down from the sky, down
From the sky they seem to think we came"

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