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lirik lagu the journey for information – lil cheebs

if you don’t have the information, one cannot sieze power
the more you learn about the system the more upset you get
poor misguided soul, you have yet to learn the rules of this game
yeah, i’m plotting, plotting to steal
to steal what?
to steal the information, all of it

information is power

poor misguided soul

information is power

(interlude: erotic haze)

hi, i’m kevin
it’s about half p-ssed seven
or six, the mind keeps playing tricks
i’m done with time, don’t wanna rhyme
i’ll end it all with sticks
sharp enough to poke a pr-ck
my lifes consists of tokes and licks
don’t wanna brag, i never sh-g
six string playing and smoking f-gs
(cough cough)
“hey, you can’t say that!”
is that a fact?
you’re like stuart little
i’m the trailer park junkie sewer rat
you can call me anything excluding fat
i’m a little self-conscious about that
oh, and i’ll probably never play a show
that’s okay though
i’ll do this until i die
singing on my death bed with my c-ck, b-lls and -ss out
making 72 b-tches pout, my lasts words is “i’m out!”

waaaaaaaaaaaah
i don’t like it!
waaaaaaaah waaaaaah f-ckin’ waaaaaaah
i don’t like it, it’s baaaaaaaaad
make it yourself

come to the shed, we’re making music, that’s my hobby
canadian hermits, k!lling egos acting sn-bby
woah, don’t get to close, you don’t have a permit to come in here
one more step and i’ll have to rob ye
hands up, bodacious sp-ce pirate here to get rough
uh, that was a bluff, sit down i’ve had enough
take a shot, that’s the stuff, roll one up and have a puff
(cough cough cough)

liam “the rapper red”:

now i’m not saying that the leaf is a slippery slope
but on these streets every cigarette’s topped off with dope
yes, people come from far and wide to fish in this place
if you’re on the river don’t accept the gift of lace
and if you weren’t acting like a b-tch
you can meet at the place
in the middle of the town
where the police don’t chase
and the othermolist come strapped with the mace
status judged by the amount of sores on your face
c h a t h a m
repeat it with the cop light reflecting off your skin
you better know that i’m right and that i’m gonna win
we’re well respected veterans of chatham perish sins

shut the f-ck up!

walked in through the chipped door
around me was 60 imaginary wh-r-s
(i’m) (imaginiary)
12 real, drank 8 to feel
4 more and i’m not bored
watch t.v until i snore
(oh, my babies)
at it again
mad i’m at the end
got time to spend
it’s a stuggle, man
hiding amounst muggles, man
god, d-mn
poetry slam
stronger than what beavers build
chopping up beats with my cleavers still
k!lling young tracks for the thrill
having a beer cooking steaks on the grill
how do i know if this realities actually real?
how do i know if what i touch is what i feel?
deal

- lil cheebs

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