Alba s touto skladbou:
Maya,
They told me
this is a free country,
But now it feels like
a chicken factory.
I feel cooped up,
I wanna bust free,
Got nothin' to lose if you get me.
Like a Taliban trucker
eatin' boiled-up yucca,
Get my eyes done
like I'm in a black burka,
Been through shit, yeah it's a fucka',
But now I make tunes,
say shuck-a-lucka-lucka.
Shuck-a-lucka-la,
Shuck-a-lucka-lee,
Shuck-a-lucka-lucka-
lucka-lucky, lucky me.
If you check me, I check you.
If they kick you, then I'll back you.
Say something new,
say something cool,
Give you my time,
but I ain't no fool.
Eck-a-eck-a I, break-a-
break-a jaw,
Every-every time someone
steps on my toe.
I fight the ones that fight me.
I really love a lot, I really love a lot.
I really love a lot, I really love a lot.
But, I fight the ones that fight me.
But, I fight the ones that fight me.
I fight the ones that fight me.
But, I fight--
But, I fight--
But, I fight--
But, I fight the ones that fight me.
Who's in town?[?]
Them that like me, men that like them.
Now, who's in town?[?]
Instead of them I got a new-found gem.
Someone I can love up like men.[?]
Like a bomber needs to love up Dzhen.
Like a hand-me-down
sucker throwin' bombs at a Mecca,
Call the good world, get money to get better.
Keep your head down like a Unicef worker,
If you get hit you can't question the fucker.
How-come-how-come I yibber-yibber-why,
Fi to the f, f to the i.
If you met me, then you'd get me,
But if you get me, well you get a fee.
Shit's meant to be free, where's Bob Marley?
'Cause I won't turn my cheek like I'm Gandhi.
I fight the ones that fight me.
I fight the ones that fight me.
I really love a lot, I really love a lot.
I really love a lot, I really love a lot.
But, I fight the ones that fight me.
But, I fight the ones that fight me.
I fight the ones that fight me.
But, I fight
But, I fight
But, I fight
But, I fight the ones that fight me.
