Haarlem - Billy Woods/Fatboi Sharif.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : F. Porter for Happiest Africans (SESAC)
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Billy Woods/Preservation
[00:00.001] (Part 1)
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[00:20.451] (billy woods)
[00:20.452] Swimmin' in palm oil out here
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[00:23.201] King of all blacks, I eat human hearts
[00:25.129] I let things fall apart, motorcars rustin' in the garage
[00:27.991] Granadillas wild in the yard, vines climbin', burglar barred
[00:31.385] The roof fell in, on gods it's full of stars
[00:33.968] I swam in the dark, sun fled, the moon large
[00:36.980] Fire leap from Perry's Black Ark
[00:38.943] Slash and burn, the past is never far
[00:41.197] Reaching with chopped arms, lopped hands, no spare parts
[00:44.084] The band played "Those Were the Days," I watched 'em hang
[00:46.641] I ate red red in the stadium stands
[00:48.950] From crumbling balustrades, I watched 'em dance
[00:51.404] Like drill rappers
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[00:52.495] (Interlude)
[00:54.227] You have your price
[00:55.647] It's rather high
[00:56.941] How high?
[00:58.480] Gallows high
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[00:59.455] (billy woods)
[00:59.456] They grew fat in famine
[01:00.767] Our mortarless fortresses lie abandoned
[01:02.828] Alien monoliths still standin', pantin'
[01:05.281] Super Ape, put a candle in a skull for a lantern
[01:08.434] Light a dutch in Haarlem, Amsterdam, steps of a mansion
[01:11.281] Speaking Afrikaans, British accent, I want mine from back when
[01:15.295] Thebe said the wind get the ashes in the end, bruv
[01:18.366] The gorilla severed every inoculated limb, left 'em with stubs
[01:21.862] Ziggurats on the Nile, bought the house and tore it down
[01:25.211] All you yesterdays in one neat pile
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[01:35.433] (Outro)
[01:35.434] The will of the state is supreme
[01:38.041] Destiny has entrusted in our hands the will of the state
[01:42.717] The will of the state is supreme
[01:45.503] Destiny has entrusted in our hands the will of the state
[01:50.090] The will of the state is supreme
[01:52.837] Destiny has entrusted in our hands the will of the state
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[01:56.801] (Part 2)
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[02:00.437] (billy woods)
[02:00.438] No pictures, no touchin' the strippers
[02:03.898] Don't come around with no glass slippers
[02:06.721] Gas lamps, gas masks, rain slickers, glass lens
[02:10.786] The unslaved n!gga, Moorish bandits
[02:14.131] Moorish science entanglement tangents
[02:16.305] Get you a pistol if you want your prayers answered
[02:19.175] Holding court, the whole breast heavy as gourds, milk rancid
[02:23.386] Standin' downwind of the homeless encampment
[02:26.195] Find my way home, white man left a lamp lit
[02:29.141]
[02:30.578] (Fatboi Sharif)
[02:30.579] The pistol burnin' on this mystical journey
[02:32.848] Sold parallel paradise, postcarded visions souvenir
[02:40.651] Missile launchin' redemption
[02:42.676] Church faculty sniper bullets close to the king and moshpit Bleeding marksmen
[02:49.509] Bloody footprints, ran from crime scene, crooks involved
[02:53.577] The carousel ring backwards, exorcism
[02:56.393] Possession of the cookie jar
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[03:01.556] (Outro)
[03:01.557] I have reason to believe that a press photographer might find his way into your retreat,
[03:06.279] in spite of all our precautions for your privacy
[03:09.055] A foreign journalist, one of the best.
[03:11.097] I have seen some of his work. The work of a genius
[03:14.348] I don't like being photographed!
[03:16.489] It would be a most unwarrantable intrusion