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knives – boy thursday lyrics

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boy thursday

got your chains hanging like a great dane’s tongue
on a pair of b-lls swinging
and you can’t say nothing
f-ck a mainstay
names stay fading in the sun
cus it ain’t where you came from
mother f-cker game on

run that
run it

walking on stars like they tomb stones
buried in the sidewalk
stare into their eyes till they lose home
too stoned two stones high off their cool bones
admired by the birds in the sky who see food on ‘em

run that
run it

getting hotter in the sun
ain’t no water where we from
disorder 101
said they found him on mulholland near a restaurant
a martyr needs a gun and a headshot
dead pop

run that
run it

they want action
upfront and back end
hit your cues mother f-cker
back spin
this ain’t the golden age
that was back then
you know, when white’s played black men
back spin

run that

you hear the song of the south and now you gone with the wind

you hear the song of the south and now you gone with the wind

you hear the song of the south and now you gone with the wind

white dog black dog siamese twins

getting hotter in the sun
ain’t no water where we from
disorder 101
said they found him on mulholland near a restaurant
a martyr needs a gun and a headshot
dead pop

you hear the song of the south and now you gone with the wind

you hear the song of the south and now you gone mother f-cker

the crows singing
the jungle told of an old king on a throne
dreaming he’d grow more like mowgli
mr. yoniyoshi faux teeth and speech
got a faux chief as a thief a red nose cheat ain’t no peace
when your face resembles the villain in every new place that the us is drilling in
got your melanin making them millions when the felon is settled opinion
how clever to measure in cinema the weight of a sh-ll on a civilians
said real will never be reeled again
slow down son you k!lling them