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    "Hullabaloo [Album Version]" Lyrics

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    Well you know I got the get go
    Comin up one gouroujina 3.30
    Fast it's like I got a cracker up my ass
    Crass educated middle middle class
    Half caste one of a critical mass
    Broke the old mold smashed the last cast
    If you ask me don't believe the hype of the past
    'cause political ties are never built to last
    Seems like a motherfucker want a capitalize
    Parasites on the rise with greed in their eyes
    I criticise only when you fuckers despise
    Lives take a dive when your dirty profits are high
    Good grief could we see some debt relief
    Or can you stand to watch another fucker spending belief
    Fuck sake all you do is take n take n take
    Maybe it's time to cut a break
    I got the pantene sheen with with the colgate gleam
    I mean shit.. they told me I was worth it.. legit that's all I need
    I'm free to rot my teeth with coca co I utilise
    The phenylalanic flow to tap the toe and rock it
    Live I survive by the means I deploy
    Laugh in the face of the void.. prozac.. enjoy
    We're on top with the same sweatshop enterprise
    We're big macking keep the fries on the side
    'cause I'm like n.i.k.e get the fat free
    One hell of a pimp almost get it for free
    Wrappin job skills up with the childcare too
    If you're poor and underage we'll come and see you
    'cause I'm logo largin crash card chargin
    A hard entourage for the cultural barge
    Mmm.. yeah that's the sound
    Roll the red rugs out 'cause we're coming round
    You can listen to the mithanthric shit I be given
    But I can't be guaranteein take it or leave it
    Call me a hyppocrit for this I know I can't be forgiven
    By product of the ego.. nomic life I be livin
    I'd be fucking with you if I said I knew what to do
    But before you get to swallow just remember to chew
    And if it tastes like shit then spit it out.. out out out
    Murdoctered that's beyond a doubt
    'cause none of what you hear and even less what you're seein
    Comes even close to any version of the truth worth believing
    It's just a bland scam stamped with the master brand
    Lambs to the slaughter
    Only 'cause you do what you oughta
    But if your plan is to take what you can
    Watch where you stand
    Hand bights the clan - fear fights on demand
    And if you understand evil could be good mistook
    You gotta get the fuck up and take a look...
    This song was submitted on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Quan Yeomans.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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