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This is a public service announcement
With guitar
Know your rights all three of them
Number 1
You have the right not to be killed
Murder is a CRIME!
Unless it was done by a
Policeman or aristocrat
Know your rights
And Number 2
You have the right to food money
Providing of course you
Don't mind a little
Investigation, humiliation
And if you cross your fingers
Rehabilitation
Know your rights
These are your rights
Wang
Know these rights
Number 3
You have the right to free
Speech as long as you're not
Dumb eno
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Sami
Sami ei pidä ulkomuodostaan
silmät harottaa minne lystää
korva on väärinpäin
kaulassa kasvaa kynsi
Sami ei pidä ulkomuodostaan
silmät harottaa minne lystää
korva on väärinpäin
kaulassa kasvaa kynsi
Sekunda Sami on kuin palapeli
Sekunda Sami jee-eeee
Sekunda Sami on kuin palapeli
Sekunda Sami jee-eeee
Samilla on pyllyssä piilokives
takaraivossa kasvaa näkkileipä
varpaat alkaa jo polvesta
ei tietookaan sormista
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Their latest release (x2)
I'm Kool G Rap...and he's Polo>
He's the big boss when his hands criss-cross
Up and down the crossfader turning wax to sauce
It ain't a hip-hop record that he can't chop
Polo show them how it's done in the butcher shop
The rhythm he brings makes the audience swing
While the plates rotates his fingers cling
To the records on felts, your earwax melts
Scratching so hard that he breaks the belts
DJ's relax, kneecaps collapse
My rap perhaps is like a booby trap
Polo the big boar, I'm the warrior of metaphor
Fully eq
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[Defari]
A different caliber of MC
This track is filthy, word to O.J., you make me feel guilty
of first degree soundbwoy murder
Unlike anything out of L.A. you ever heard of
Word up, you play with fire, you'll get burned up
Best believe that my shit sound the best, when it's turned up
Loud, mashin down the block suburban style
Eighteen speakers plus kit chromed out
Yo, you think that you fuckin pro?
On the low the other night I caught your wack-ass stage show
Oh.. boy, you're just a bore
But you tell everybody that you're like Busta
and you got "Rhym
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