And God said, "Look after the planet Look after the planet, look after the planet" And God said, "Look after the planet" But man said, "Fuck you"
Good God, dip, do a little slide Bend down, touch your toes, and just glide To the center of the dance floor Like TP for my bung hole and it's cool if
sliced (No!) And while this is going' on His son just woke up and he just walks in She panics and he gets his throat cut (Oh my God!) So now they both
me! And God said he should send his one begotten son to lead the wild into the ways of the man Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh [Chorus: Makaveli
the world and all its different kind of poses (WOO!) Crush you like roaches, that's keepin the crowd movin (HAA!) Mr and the dancers, who said "Culture
to party If it’s a show you want, the show it live And if it’s trouble you seek, I have arrived When mark requests my approval, I nod And after each and
get a head shot Compton is the city of God My block originators I said blood one on a Dr. Dre track Now the world is affiliated Some authentic some
s all said and done you niggas gon' quote me. [Hook:] And ever since the day I got the chance to make a change, I've been in this game, it's a new day, and
go a little bit crazy sometimes I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes Good god, dip, do a little slide Band down, touch your toes and just
walkin' and the world's the wire Remember kissin' on Broadway, you die I was bein' your baby and tickin' and tockin' your clock See we done jumped the broom and
doctors, but you have a dream. And I think you should follow your dream. When you was just a little girl, you used to love nice things Pretty party dresses, candy and
to detail is so uncanny And the whips on this ????? is so uncamrie Somebody needs to put us on camera The world of rollies and everyones family Stay jordan fresh suites and
to the rhymes that took me All around the world Brooklyn bombers Detroit players Chi-Town, all around the world Said it's all love, Sure Club, M-I-A Party
in the USA, and about a month later in Europe and everywhere else. Produced by Steve Schram, and recorded at Sing Sing Studios in the bands home town
man who would?a knew The beach houses and wild parties Jezebel's and Stella McCartney's For years all that, how can I not be dead? This old German said
it was something to blame Smilin' and juckin' and jivin' I was so ashamed They gave the dirty apparently appropriate name I wrote about a revolution and sung from the soul Spoke with my spirit and
sad that the strongest arms still to short to reach I watch him struggle with the fact that his become what he said he'll never be Hip parties and sunglasses