Mr. Potato

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This is a fist talk, Are u ready to live hard, Been years serve under power of
Czars .been broken and stoned with this damn cause, what a damn price can bring
you a full clause, I’m a following sheep looking for ma king lamb
Such a big cramp muscle need a beat strap… why u need blap your ass had been
so cracked, from this war & peace encourage you like a pet act, fella!
I’m satisfiedly trying break rules, cause free love guides me to the main
truth, I’m just rapping 4 ma heavenly peace troops, they are freer as they go
with a bullet proof, borrow a mask, full cash pay your tax, pain, suffer love,
sex, disco & dream palace, caught up in the end by faceless bodies,
your court has started with a crank balance…
Mr. Potato… To take your land
Mr. Potato… To knock u down
Mr. Potato… to hear their sounds
Mr. Potato… with locked hands
Mr. Potato… eat their trash
Mr. Potato… to fill their around
Mr. Potato… no 21 grams
They exactly wanted you to be their fan
Pass ballz with the beast means fizz pose, hopelessly keep on knocking on a
broken door, insult Ism not in a race card, been a slave-heart & shake tale for
their knave thoughts, I’m on charge till you finally receive the truth,
I can do it 4 u!!! But what you pose to do!!!
A brother told me don’t use your finger as a middle finger, when u fist it be
away from the crew of perjures, we’ll stand and fight till we cross da line,
if you won’t hope to win, fella! steady trying
I spit hype on this pity rhyme, feel like «Public Enemy» & living like 89,
«Guerrilla funk» is still there can you see their sign? Trying to be inner rage,
don’t scared of frying, leave that sorry boy’s fans keep crying,
don’t listen to their radio caz «DP» said it’s a lying
Still ain’t free, act like I’m greedy, like a noisy buzz running on your PC,
from Rasht to the Washington DC, deal with the sameshit hard to believe it
Keep rubbing haters still mobbing, don't know what you do, running by Ferrari,
money in their hands think we are lotters, this is what we call «new age of
Harlem», you must serve till Jesus' coming, betta take a look at Jesus'
commands: «never sell your soul to a soulless alien»
Prophecy of rage and back to your real values, whole coasts, demonical and main
stream, no matter what they call you on the big screen, they’re Pharaohs,
we' r slaves of same team, boot signs on your face… hurts your feelings!!!