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Embassy row the they lay low On lanes are wide where the limousines glide On the wrought iron gates and the bone plates And forget your manners where the anthems play
In a netherworld of feeds In a netherworld of 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 asses are I needed a visa, I off a geezer Political could make you a savior In an corner where the news is read
In a of foreign feeds In a netherworld of foreign In a netherworld of feeds I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna take the I'm gonna take a crown, I'm gonna a crown
I to get born, I need to get dead I'm sick of the forms, I'm of being misread By men in dashikis and their lefist Colonized their shinin' new path
The converted castle of moorish If you want to stay the weekend, well, we mind The plots they are hatchin', the is scratchin' In an corner where the news is read
In a netherland of foreign In a netherland of foreign In a netherland of beads I'm gonna take you down, I'm gonna the crown I'm gonna take the crown, I'm gonna the crown I'm take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown I'm take the crown, I'm gonna take the crown Yee eaa