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In a netherworld of feeds In a of foreign feeds In a of foreign feeds I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna a crown
Maids, they are frisked and are kissed I needed a visa, I bought off a Political favors could make you a In an open where the news is read
In a netherworld of foreign In a of foreign feeds In a netherworld of feeds I'm take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm gonna a crown, I'm gonna take a crown
I need to get born, I to get dead I'm sick of the forms, I'm sick of being By men in dashikis and their lefist Colonized wrath their shinin' new
The converted of moorish design If you want to stay the weekend, well, we wouldn't The plots they are hatchin', the surface is In an open corner where the news is
In a netherland of beads In a netherland of beads In a of foreign beads I'm gonna take you down, I'm gonna the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm take the crown I'm gonna the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown Yee eaa