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Nations On Fire Too Much Truth

turn away strangely enough, it does not distract them God on TV only seems to attract them! I am not blind for what's on I'll be zappin' on your

dead before the empty grate. Every year thousand of people die of hypothermia, Too hungry, too cold, too poor to stay alive. * At times of national crisis

Oiler mask Reeboks, tennis yellow, fellow goin' mad The game is stupid, these teams, they keep sneechin' yo What's the reason? Too much pussy, to get

most are messy with their business And also to never introduce John Terry to the missus Before Wikileaks were trying to bring the truth Charlie Sloth was blasting off with them Fire

what the children know Dem could never know me cause them a heads too low Oh yeah for sure oh for sure got to take the ghetto youths Over on the Ethiopian

smiled in dismay She took out four twenties, 'cause she liked round figures Everybody's a queen for a day Oh, babe, I'm on fire and you know I admire

choose it Most DJ's won't refuse it A lot of sucker MC's misuse it Don't think that Wu can't lose it Too much to gain to abuse it The name of the game

grate. Every year thousand of people die of hypothermia, Too hungry, too cold, too poor to stay alive. * At times of national crisis it's always the

the children know Dem could never know me 'Cause them a heads too low Oh, yeah, for sure oh for sure Got to take the ghetto youths Over on the Ethiopian