Make it sound like you want it to make peace
Straight God Gucci fugazii filters
You better use yours is more here say
I'm more like like Harvard all fair in play
U never seem to get past it and You asked for it
But you at least get the f*ck on with it
Because it Doesn't always have to be pretty
As long as the job get done big city Zon
Pay checks cash money number ones
All the ways down in Africa
South A sun and waves
Got one or two billions
Big sky money godzillians under the blew big sky city lights
Make trillians coz my baby shy
Her Perfection lie beneath
The cape Skys
In her sin the taste of her skin
Twisting mrs twin
Amalgamate n mix sin
True to the game of music and hiphop
While u produce the same lame shit never even heard of it
Heard you went pop
Failure to reach charts or the top
Because we have heard it before
Buddhadda rytms and production
Keep it raw no sucksion
Innovate more in our production
Flex beats brusing constructus
No corp just
Gold and diamonds blood core and guts
No spaghetti
Actually threw the mic into the serengetti
Dusty feet in the Karoo
Take the time listen to nature and just f*cken be
To see just how much love
I actually do have in me
Filth in tha tunes
Don't worry
And to Those I've hurt
I'm sorry
Times fleeting forgive
Moony worry
All golden all palms and green
And The blade of an African worrior
And Zon
South Africa my queen
There may be only one
BuddHaddA - FUGAZii Lyrics
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Make it sound like you want it to make peace
Straight God Gucci fugazii filters
You better use yours is more here say
I'm more like like Harvard all fair in play
U never seem to get past it and You asked for it
But you at least get the f*ck on with it
Because it Doesn't always have to be pretty
As long as the job get done big city Zon
Pay checks cash money number ones
All the ways down in Africa
South A sun and waves
Got one or two billions
Big sky money godzillians under the blew big sky city lights
Make trillians coz my baby shy
Her Perfection lie beneath
The cape Skys
In her sin the taste of her skin
Twisting mrs twin
Amalgamate n mix sin
True to the game of music and hiphop
While u produce the same lame shit never even heard of it
Heard you went pop
Failure to reach charts or the top
Because we have heard it before
Buddhadda rytms and production
Keep it raw no sucksion
Innovate more in our production
Flex beats brusing constructus
No corp just
Gold and diamonds blood core and guts
No spaghetti
Actually threw the mic into the serengetti
Dusty feet in the Karoo
Take the time listen to nature and just f*cken be
To see just how much love
I actually do have in me
Filth in tha tunes
Don't worry
And to Those I've hurt
I'm sorry
Times fleeting forgive
Moony worry
All golden all palms and green
And The blade of an African worrior
And Zon
South Africa my queen
There may be only one
Straight God Gucci fugazii filters
You better use yours is more here say
I'm more like like Harvard all fair in play
U never seem to get past it and You asked for it
But you at least get the f*ck on with it
Because it Doesn't always have to be pretty
As long as the job get done big city Zon
Pay checks cash money number ones
All the ways down in Africa
South A sun and waves
Got one or two billions
Big sky money godzillians under the blew big sky city lights
Make trillians coz my baby shy
Her Perfection lie beneath
The cape Skys
In her sin the taste of her skin
Twisting mrs twin
Amalgamate n mix sin
True to the game of music and hiphop
While u produce the same lame shit never even heard of it
Heard you went pop
Failure to reach charts or the top
Because we have heard it before
Buddhadda rytms and production
Keep it raw no sucksion
Innovate more in our production
Flex beats brusing constructus
No corp just
Gold and diamonds blood core and guts
No spaghetti
Actually threw the mic into the serengetti
Dusty feet in the Karoo
Take the time listen to nature and just f*cken be
To see just how much love
I actually do have in me
Filth in tha tunes
Don't worry
And to Those I've hurt
I'm sorry
Times fleeting forgive
Moony worry
All golden all palms and green
And The blade of an African worrior
And Zon
South Africa my queen
There may be only one
Writer: Adam Lindberg
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid