The Jealous Guys - Brainwashed By London | Текст песни

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It's kill zone audio readers and philosophers
Mapping out the sky we the nights of geographers
We are the children of the fresher God, drunk off Scott's La Rock well
Let the pots dwell
With the child hood umbrellas
She my fairy tale but they rape Cinderella
Dancin' on the stars prom kings go to heaven
Reaching in my pockets grabbin my holy 7's, Preach
911 should be tatted on the reverend
Pickin lil girls get they fuckin head meloned
Rap Indian in the land we will settle
Enter in yo throne not comin' to say hello
So they drop beats then they drop bombs
In my dream I seen Jesus, he was holding a Quran
Woke up to reality
Drooled in math class
Dick played pencil this test was her ass
Ugh , we the school of hard knocks
Figures, with the A plus colors
You are now dancing with the God fantasizing with this girl named earth
Climax for the lovers
In the recession how long we will suffer
Long for the rain how long for my summer
Got these white angels that like to come to the table
Word play KANE N ABEL , To get it?

[Hook](X4)

[Casa]

It's been PS3 so I'm XBOX lost
My angel's genocide is a halo caust
Snowed lambo hood
So bullshit frost
You paid the cost to boss where the logo sit
I see through rapper ice like mid hail storm
Sitting where I clutch just previous to the shift
After nightmares of getting rich
You gotta diablo bull with horsepower to sci-fi whip
Season's weather turnaround or to Dwight trick
Penn and teller magic, palm where the wand is
Bank tell her you make it rain with a cashier's kiss
In nor cal didn't see bloods or crips
Just blasphemous pics of gang etiquette
To be apart of it
I'd have to end up bloody
Thrown from a sea cliff
Michael Phelps gold chain medals but I can't swim
Got virus shots see now I'm sea sick
Got the blues of negative denim
Selvedge bleeds on my sole
As if I'm jean sinning
My tongue make em hip hop run I'm Gene Simmons
Get it?
I'm too tired like I'm Ducati driven
Take breaks from the brakes when speeding is too vivid
But as the fog rolls in imitating londons
I let the beat play and accept our conundrumExplain

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