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pegz - capital p lyrics

[scratches: wasabi]
“f-ck the game”
“time to play that -ss—
time to play that -ss”
“f-ck the game”
“time to pull again—pull again”
“time to play that -ss”
“f-ck the game”
“time to play that -ss”
“what”
“f-ck the game”

[verse 1: pegz]
ready, aim, fire, ya crew don’t want it
right hand like a taipan’s neurotoxin
sumo dropping like the euro dollars
we got uno options, keep it hugo boss’n
girls shake that tail like the bureau watchin’
it’s a pseudo robinson crusoe novel
we’re the muay thai boxers of human conscious
in a game of death against bruce and norris
pegz back! gather ya boys, anarchist join weapons
activate and destroy ya canibinoid receptors
in a brave new world of paranoid perception
i don’t wanna believe but you can’t avoid the question
tell me, who kicked our prime minister out
and makes billion dollar profits off sh-t in the ground?
tell me, who finances political power
like blood money flowing through swiss accounts?

[chorus: damajah & pegz]
[?] we like their country
[?] we like their country
capital p, capital e, capital g
z, [?]
[?]
[?] we like their country
give me the capital p to the capital e
to the g to the z

[verse 2: pegz]
pegz back! from the farthest steps of nirvana
studied the seven chakras and zen with the masters
healing deep scars of a mental stigmata
doing mescaline shots with american shaman
now i’m back with the drama, repping obama
taking apart the caste of a secular dharma
from south london, to the slums of calcutta
kids asking “who’s this c-nt from down under”
tell tim dog ya heard this song on the radio
f-cking with pegz—”you got a long way to go”
worldwide spitting rhymes lyrically crazy
i transcend politics and military regimes
i rise from the rumble like the children of haiti
with a slight misogynist appeal to the ladies
heads know pegz flow, i don’t fit in the mainstream
i’m a cult leader with a spiritual awakening

[verse 3: pegz]
we intellectually free drinks and ecstasy
giving family first a hysterectomy
it’s g.p. gully platoon, ya disrespecting me
the cyclones born from a whim of treachery
who write rhymes like ransom letters
f-cking with pegz you need to take dancing lessons
i’m a man of peace but my hands are weapons
like stanmore strength with a stash of records
this is hip-hop gangs of desperate adolescence
manifesting into a chance of redemption
about to bum rush parliament and tag the benches
please legalise weed ’cause it’s mad expensive

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