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тексты песен с альбома the baby namboos: ancoats 2 zambia

01. Ancoats 2 Zambia
02. Provoked
ANCOATS 2 ZAMBIA
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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PROVOKED
For all those who wanna analyze me
For all those who wanna analyze me
It starts off in the hips
Move to the lips
For all those who wanna analyze me
My mother committed suicide when I was four or five
I love Mike-O was killed by a psycho
But I’m not sad or sorry
’Cause we be tomorrow
’Cause we be tomorrow
For all those who wanna analyze me
For all those who wanna analyze me
My mother committed suicide when I was four or five
I love Mike-O was killed by a psycho
But I’m not sad or sorry
’cause we be tomorrow
Next month, next week
I guess I’m weak
I guess I’m weak
But I’m not sad or sorry
’Cause we be tomorrow
Suicide when I was four or five
Mike-O killed by a psycho
Sad or sorry
I be tomorrow
For all those who wanna analyze me
Starts off in the hips
Move to my lips
Starts off in the hips
Move to my lips
Train passes where they prosecute
So be careful where you tread
It’s a land mine baby
Don’t go losing your head
Just remember our love
so you won’t give up
If you remember our love
So you won’t give up
Long gone are the proper sleeves
to walk by our side
Long killed are the visionary souls
Now we’re walking blind
The lies are meant to hypnotyze
and put you in a spell
Wake up you sleepy heads
Release yourselves from hell
You won’t give up
You can’t give up
They made us drink salt water
Then sell us liberty
Tell me how can you sell somebody
what’s supposed to be free
You know the non-contender for the derelict mind
You starved us baby
and you’re gonna shine
You starved us baby
and you’re gonna shine
You starved us baby
Fuck creation
Fuck creation
Fuck creation
There is no relevance with my life
All I mean
is how to fight
Producing the goods
I’m fit to make sense
Built with more right
Especially a thing
Self-defense
A wasted office in my mind
All the time I’ve been blind
Race- an objective
Difficult at times
Don’t know what to do
Name your baby Namboo
Mine’s far and away
The rest is up to you
Politicians are destroying
the dreams of the many
One can inform our country
So they don’t spend a penny
Less than our future
On some posh adventure
Driving along Concord Lane
they’re looking for adventure
Pick out the homes and count the best bids
Pick out the homes and count the best bids
There’s only so much to go around
and they took the life
It’s not what you’re savin’
It’s how much you got
Pick out the homes and count the best bids
Hunt the homes and pick out the best bids
You’re on his high and you won’t give up
Your tongue is torn and you won’t give up
Your back is broke and you won’t give up
You’re all alone but you’re so tough
You won’t give up
You won’t give up
You starved us baby
and you cannot shine
You starved us baby
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