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Baby Namboos, The - Ancoats 2 Zambia

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Go as a luxury pass on to the middle class
While 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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