Ancoats 2 Zambia |
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Ancoats 2 Zambia Lyrics |
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 Go as a luxury pass on to the middle classWhile the poor play in parks filled with broken glass And as we point our fingers we turn our backs We can`t accept each other and that`s a matter of fact Indoctrinated you since you were a boy Ever since the day you`ve seen the rich kids Told within a year you`d be a part of them Broke away from the grape and this all started it So you won`t stay or take a drug at all `Cause you know you`re so susceptible They turn against you, now you`re full of hate You can`t accept it, now you`re in an irate state This is Wrecks-N-Effects and i shake up their flex They got techs break their necks And their building their reps Who the Boos Who to choose how they wearin` the shoes In army I enlist and takin` a piss Certain things I have seen So i`m lookin` to grieve Powers usually runnin` They`re buyin` the buildings And then they sell At least a bell and they`re breakin` `em down My life to the rocks Livin` in a shoebox Social security They like the poor in me Bring out the whore in me Then knock the door on me Cheap tricks don`t like chicks And I`m rubbin` their hips Who the Boos Who to choose how they wearin` the shoes It was a long time ago and started to grow Forest fire earned and sent me afrocentric negroes So i juxtapose This goes out to those Who turned up their nose a long time ago Now i flex upon a rhythm cushion tempo I flex upon a rhythm cushion tempo So open your mind If you feel you could go Clean out your ears well While i clear my throat The vital ingredient, the antidote Willy Wee flex like some other one It`s a feelin` that I get sometimes When I`m lyin` in my bed sometimes Black cloud in my head sometimes Intoxicating my mind, my mind It`s not that I wanna die Baby just that I wanna fly But this feelin` that I get sometimes I could sever all ties, all ties Hate the color of my skin sometimes Hates to see what I see sometimes So how can i ever win my time I was sold on the other side `Cause a wasted life is no such thing There`s no such thing as a wasted life `Cause life is death and death is life And these here thoughts are not a crime One day is forever, forever is a day It`s so fucking easy to throw it all away |
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