1. |
Boogieman
04:58
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Scare me
Hey hey
Devil to slay
He’s my boogie man yo!
With pizzazz!
Boogieman tried to step on my temple
Boogieman loves his avocado
Boogieman drinks tea like the Queen of England
Boogieman smokes like Winston Churchill
Boogieman oh! Boogie boogie
Boogieman corrupts with the IMF; world bank!
Boogieman only wants his white master
Boogieman is making a nazi sign
Boogieman part of a wealthy clan.
Boogieman oh! Boogie boogie
Boogieman lobbies his corp & industry!
Boogieman conquers the land of others
Makes you hate their resistance…
Boogieman steals all the resources, blood for oil, oh boogie!
Boogieman oh! Boogie boogie
Boogieman is happy with his turkey, socks & stuffing!
Boogieman says God bless America and takes a dumb on this land
Boogieman knows soldiers die for gas
Boogieman wears a mask,
Boogieman is for your equality, as long as it’s not his economy!
Boogieman oh! Boogie boogie
Boogieman schemed 9/11, it’s his inside job
Boogieman hires advisors & hitmen
Boogieman likes to fine dine with his pricey wine
Boogieman wears a soft shirt, leather shoes & drinks his aged scotch
Boogieman is ignorant of world culture
Boogieman oh! Boogie boogie
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2. |
Black Knight
04:32
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Out of my sight
Down on your knees
Pick up my notions
Pay my college fees
Giddy up
All night … For my pleasure
Oh I have a black knight
Oh I have a black knight
Make your plans
We’ll burn them all
East & West colliding
Order the pawns
They’re on fire
All night … For my pleasure
Oh I have a black knight
Oh I have a black knight
Laugh at your own jokes
Justify your wars
Bloodshed + theft
Driver to pick them up
Bulletproof windows
Greed Desire
All night … For my pleasure
Oh I have a black knight
Oh I have a black knight
Fly your private planes
Wifi in Bermuda
Sip your Champagne
Let it pop off
Money Wire
All night … For my pleasure
All night … For my pleasure
Spike up your egg nog
Feel so entitled
Think they own it all?
They tighten their ties
While children of color cry
They lie
All night … For my pleasure
Oh I have a black knight
Oh I have a black knight
They keep singing about money, brands
& penthouses since the 90’s
Demons are rising
They take fake stands
He’s the king of them all
Giddy up giddy up now
All night … For my pleasure
Oh I have a black knight
Oh I have a black knight
Giddy up giddy up now
Go attack
Baby come back
For my pleasure.
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3. |
How To Dare
05:03
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You & I toasted
When you were a boy
You dropped a rocker's name
Didn't know what was going on
Knew I had to be with Eye
Stepped back a little
A lot to apprehend
It’s something special
The eye was there
The eye is everywhere
It was a fright, it was a scare
Learn how to dare
Took them by surprise
Sad face
Staring at a screen
Mostly made me smile
Politicians are getting worse
Corporate lawsuits to file
Chase baby chase
Burn those motherfucking banks
Got a number to dial?
The eye was there
The eye is everywhere
It was a fright, it was a scare
Learn how to dare
Have a chance
Need a cause
Art is human made
Time for the American radicals
To sharpen their blades
We awakened in a decadent civilization
Power ain't an economic trade
The eye was there
The eye is everywhere
It was a fright, it was a scare…
Learn, learn learn how to dare
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4. |
The People's Court
06:27
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Vicious white fella
Don't have to cover my body
Hold your dick,
Rapist
Hard like a clit,
Molester.
Vicious white fella
I'm not your commodity,
You're losing your power
To hell with your money,
Penis chopped
Pussy bite.
Thick thick thick
Take a stand
Pick pick pick
Not with a bloke
Brick brick bribk
Come with a choke
Tick tick tick
Clench that hourglass
Vicious white fella
You don't own my body,
Horny all the time
Not your property,
Entitled; self-interest
Aggressive when rejected
Thick thick thick
Take a stand
Pick pick pick
Not with a bloke
Brick brick bribk
Come with a choke
Tick tick tick
Clench that hourglass
Vicious white fella
Guns make us bleed
Not your wife,
Knock the top seed
Neither a whore,
Whack your lame cock, boomstick, shtick,
Viscous white fella
Always trying to score…
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5. |
WE ARE Matriarchy
07:31
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Governmental boys and the games they play
The CEOs and Officials say
We lower standards so the girls can stay
We say hello and do it better six times over
We know the white man fear
We’re gonna take their jobs stand clear
They think they’ll kiss our lips to keep our mouths shut
But meet the danger at its source
A power woman with an undying force
I’ll swallow your pill every other day
Betsy Devos only got her way
Because she’s as bitchy as the men around her
I’ll bring the Matriarchy…
I’ll bring the Matriarchy…
I’ll bring the Matriarchy . . .
Secret female forces got you looking back
We’re stepping off the bench
Don’t worry men we’ll have your back
Enjoy your time in the back seat
Wipe off your brow
Been a six-thousand-year hot seat
Sick of brotherhood,
What's your sister gotta say?
I’ll bring the Matriarchy…
I’ll bring the Matriarchy…
I’ll bring the Matriarchy . . .
I’ll swallow your pill every other day
Men gotta lotta words but nothing much to say
I’ll bring the Matriarchy…
I’ll bring the Matriarchy…
I’ll bring the Matriarchy . . .
I’ll swallow your pill every other day
The patriarchy only got its way
Because its angry like the men who built it
I’ll swallow your pill maybe this time
But I can’t pretend I’m your valentine
Maybe we’ll make amends during peacetime
We’ll bring the Matriarchy…
We’ll bring the Matriarchy…
We’ll bring the Matriarchy. . .
I’ll swallow your pill every other day
I don’t care what these cocks gotta say
We’ll bring the Matriarchy…
We’ll bring the Matriarchy…
We’ll bring the Matriarchy. . .
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6. |
Sir Lookalike
06:35
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Led lights on motorbikes
Driving around town lookalikes
Crushing the Stones
Songs of rusty bones
Home is where you're not alone
Home is where you're not alone
City bombarded with ads
Got creative too
Feeling a little sad
Sometimes you got to subtract to add
Draw black on blue
~ When away is where you're at
Home is where you're not alone
Sir Michael, you're not forgotten
And time is still on your side
A lot of records were bought
& you sold out
Went along for the ride
~ When away is where you're at
Home is where you're not alone
Your presence still remains
Face everywhere with no shame
Fans can't complain
Got your fame
Who's to blame?
Oh.. who's to blame..
~ When away is where you're at…
Home is where you're not alone…
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7. |
Bio Bay
04:18
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Great powers should know
The Universe attracts
Somethings are good
Some are bad
Says the president
Low IQ
Child’s ego
Ba Ba Ba Bio Bay
Puerto Rico
We ain’t born equal
We ain’t born right
Make a sequel
Born free, seeing the light
If they got anything from the past
It means nothing to me
All that extra baggage from the past
It means nothing to me
Ba Ba Ba Bio Bay
Puerto Rico
I’m your commander
I’m your master
Share your visions with me
I’ll share my visions with you too
Come and take this energy
Couldn’t be more blunt about it
Ba Ba Ba Bio Bay
Puerto Rico
We ain’t born equal
We ain’t born right
Make a sequel
Born free, seeing the light
Ba Ba Ba Bio Bay
Puerto Rico
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