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Ghetto People Song

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[Sample Hook, "Ghetto People Song"]: Ghetto people song, only them can sing this one They say the devil's time is short So what, sport? We still ain't free They still lying on radio and TV The centuries turn into minutes; humanity's finished Forced organ harvest, what's for dinner? Butcher the meat Chop up the beak Dig out him ribcage Blow him out the reach Fire burn hot Ital in a' deh pot Women head wrap up, she walk round in a flat Bobo dread water-bong, Maroon sing-song How long ya there, foreigner in a Babylon belly man? Then you no know? Fire shot fling stone (???) (???) Bad man dun a van tear off Jah Try gallavant, every bloodclot ting a get jam Dis tiger bone tonic son, drink that Which gyal want pop it fi di pussy, bring that Ghetto people song, only them can sing this one Bareface, they kyas and clean up the place I sent a [butler out for] buy front bricks Man upon road no tek catch a buss man I know man I still buy ore Substance dominate rhymes Styles trail closely behind They work together, you don't need to choose sides Dystopian present time, immigration talk to a leprechaun Motherfucker ain't no friend of mine If he's worth his weight in sodium, step to the podium Ingest the polonium While promoting electroneum Cryptosporidium The next coin for the millenium Check the chlorine levels before you swim in it Immigrant: Uncle Sam Music industry Umberts Man I heard Ice about to raid Summer Jam When the sun disappears, the fear of the moon is a shared emotion Among men everywhere Meta-Fortnite, nano-mic; volcano cancel your flight Ash in the air, clash of the titans Man-made throwing fertilizer in the fan blade DNA de-energize by high gamma waves, slaves Close to old age, told to behave The youth strayed so far from the way the they were raised More locks, more keys, more prisons, more thieves If pedophilia's a crime then why they go free? I rarely generalize, but who goes to parties to consume drugs wrapped in cheese, bruh Inquiring minds don't give a *frrrup* what you know They just wanna see the deposit slips, yo Relocate, move in with grandpa Meanwhile Grandma goes in to live with prince bandar Domingo, my nigga Thanos the rhythm trigger Percussion paint picture for the everyday listener