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Tricky :
What you wanna do with your sex drive?
Wait for your soul to catch up with me
Conquered feel-proceed
I talk to him
I wanna lie
She looks at me
I wanna hide
Wanna be rich and fat
How do I validate that?
And then with my eyes makes me fell like a mouse
Do I, return it into there?
Can I rest my hands on your chest and dribble
You know the rules I speaks in riddle
Pain is somewhere along the line
Pain is somewhere along the line
It takes courage and strength to be single
When you get older your body won't look so good
(You won't look so good)
This is the peak, the best time for a relationship
I'm the only shiek kid in Moscow
I said if you're in love let go my hand now
The older i get the more confused i am
The older i get the older i am
Damn it,Jesus
They want more pleasures
Sell the rights to their agents
Damn it,Jesus
They want more pleasures sellin'
Martina :
Paranoid soul walk with my head down
I dominate with a conflicting mind state
You hold the national wealth
I get the, i get the national health
You told me i was the original guttersnipe
But really i'm the original Isrealite
I live in a ghetto forever after
So you manufacture the ghetto blaster
But i'm out now, i'm older
Don't carry music on my shoulder
You think i'm a wild Terrier
Now i never could afford to live in your area
Tricky:
The more confused I am
The older I get, the older I am
Damn it,Jesus
They want more pleasures
Sell the rights to their agents
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