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third3ye – feet 5 lyrics

[intro]
hello, baby
third3ye bringin’ that [?]
f***, baby
ooh, yeah

[chorus]
i ain’t got no bad bone in my body
(‘cause i got a bad feelin’ ‘bout it, babe)
police pointing guns at everybody
(so i got a bad feelin’ ‘bout it, babe)
all this bl–dy murder
(oh, s***)
please don’t look no further
(yeah)
what happened to the love in everybody?
(‘cause i got a bad feelin ‘bout it, babe)

[verse 1]
sometimes it comes down to the luck of the draws
still fightin’ wars against the population wishin’ to score
preoccupation with reality tv
feel like they’re tryin’ to promise [?] to war
(woo)
the main [?] sport
police brutality, lack of individual personality
cynical f****** [?] like puppets strung up in galleries
people can be prolific, i’m sick of it to the stomach
this sugar’s givin’ me cancer, but f*** it, p-ss me a donut
advanced beyond my years, enhanced by many tears
(yeah)
what’s [?] with [?] for proof, i’m a real straight shooter
mother runnin’ to me, f*** the drama
but i still speak, tryna uplift the weak
(ooh hoo)
but flurry steady down a s***** creek
(yeah)
ready or not, we’re ‘bout to blow the roof off this b****
three seconds detonation to the truth that we get
media bleedin’ the last remainin’ knowledge our [?]
try encourage them to read but challenge how they see things
(oh yeah)
bouncing on my moonbeam, third3ye be the dream team
cream get the money, but don’t trade it for your dignity
(what happened to the love
oh, no, no)

[chorus]
i ain’t got no bad bone in my body
(‘cause i got a bad feelin’ ‘bout it, babe)
police pointing guns at everybody
(so i got a bad feelin’ ‘bout it, babe)
what happened to the love in everybody
everybody, listen up, they’ve had enough of everybody
another body buried, hail mary in the chariot
[?]

[verse 2]
while you’re rollin’ up the mary, government ain’t feelin’ it
ooh, so what am i to do?
they say that anything’s possible
they wanna frame me, blame
just because my melanin is a.d., baby
cruisin’ like a felon in this (ooh) crazy -ss planet that i’m from
i think they heard the song from the solar system
another kid didn’t get his wish list
(ooh)
jams j colon got coal for christmas
i wish this wasn’t another coincidence
like for instance, (ah) the world’s on drugs
and we all trippin’
you have got that flavor
you should love that neighbor
you gotta know that

[chorus]
i ain’t got no bad bone in my body
(‘cause i got a bad feelin’ ‘bout it, babe)
police pointing guns at everybody
(so i got a bad feelin’ ‘bout it, babe)
all this bl–dy murder
(ooh aw, s***)
please don’t look no further
what happened to the love in everybody?
(‘cause i got a bad feelin ‘bout it, babe)
[outro]
ooh, oh yeah

- third3ye lyrics

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