The infamous Change Rearrange

LL LV

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at the bottom.

Wsaaaap?
Let me tell you a story....khe khe khe khem.
yee

The concrete jungle of Rīga
No one will feel for ya
So sta [stop] we back on the block
In this jungle we all in the everyday struggle
white boys in da hood forced to hustle
gettin in trouble
Snouting keys smokin all sort of weeds
cops never have leads 32 kickin tha beats
for the brothas on streets
so we write on these paper sheets
stoned as fuck eatin sweets
throwned to pimpin recieving treats

Pavement under my feet
walkin down the street
saw my mate-what up peep!
my shit is deep
Scared of the future for our children
in the baggie just on stem
scared we wont reach them
Provide them with a life where they can pay rent
and dont have to count every cent

So pass us the ashtray
Im a fake MC slayer Fuck N-Dubz im better than Duffy or Fazer
that brotha 24 and never seen a razor
im the MC fader rearanger you fake and see me you in danger
galaxy will point the finger and you will end up in a 6 foot crater
for you im still nuffin but a stranger you fuckin faker, hater better
say your prayer either way you fucked taste my ducket while overlookin
Galaxy hit the bucket! and thats the last thing youll see
before youre set free!

The 32 out for truth now we 31 and still a clan
keep it 32 for respect thats strict
we all witnesses of love and death
witnessed someones last breath
meanwhile take life step by step and run a check
to understand where u at in this life
stabbed someone with a knife otta spite...is that what you like?
we have left this world in shit!
full of spit, tricks, nasty chicks and other pricks there aint no quick fix
we fucked it and now complain, from the late train, plain
to brothas gettin slain seeing no fame its a shame
fuck this world my vision is blurred
must be the carbon footprint in this filthy air
lets all murder Tony Blair kick him otta his chair and
try to convince ourselves it's only fair...
lets just stick together
we can make it better
for eternity forever, however we have to be clever
keep on the pressure and we might see the treasure
of good life, stop earth being a bombsite get rid of unemployment
give this life a fresh sent, pay our rent and live our lives to a happy end
time to change and rearrange.

2011 see you in heaven
infamous 32 motha fucka still sniffin glue ha ha!
you know what im sayin? nah im just playin!
 yee.

Māris Kupruks [infamous] some time in July

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