WE ARE THE ONES Lyrics

We arethe ones

We are the ones that will

Live

Fo-r-ev-er you will see

We arethe ones

We are the ones that will

Live

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She said

Don't waste this time like the last guy

And yes he was left out to sundry

Only if he would of simply just comply

Now all his accounts are frozen dry

Off the strength of Mrs bow tie

Hating how I spit this bulls eye

In your face with your cross eyes

Why should we should let you drip dry

No fish scale in my fish fry

Please just say your goodbyes

It's about knee high no lies

I just noticed his glass eye

Without my third eye, see

I could leave them stir fry see

Looking like a walking tie dye

This style is so versatile

These snakes be on stand by

So I glorify God

And never will I misapply

All I give them is the evil eye

You sorry feeble guys

I can see the weakness in their eyes

I can't drink no more Jamaican rum

It leads to unearned income

Win or lose you go ahead

And follow the breadcrumbs

While I'm multiplying my sums

Still I'm blowing a $1,000 out my lungs

Fool don't cry when the time comes

Or try to speak to us in tongues

No more reruns or yelling shotgun

We arethe ones

We are the ones that will

Live

Fo-r-ev-er you will see

We arethe ones

We are the ones that will

Live

Fo-r-ev-er you will see

Now she says she's well please

But Kodak sold his sold for cheese

In This picture we won't agree

I won't bless you when you sneeze

I rather turn you into mincemeat

Your moving sideways like crabmeat

Talking like he always have heat

Where live niggas live on a dead street

Can you tell the truth without a lie

Are you deaf don't you hear the outcry

Her baby died in the era of pinkeye

I hope you know It's best to think twice

Now Please be brave with your war cry

It's a better choice to use the infrared

All things living will be dead

We only pray to The Godhead

She said she's been on the job

She went undercover with a nose job

She couldn't catch a kabob

All the frustration led to a hand job

Surprisingly they threw out the case

This must be cyberspace what a disgrace

She wrote all her treats in double-space

She wants the war between the states

Now it's the fear of the fall of man

You can try to keep it spick-and-span

While your accolades are in a trash can

It's a rainy day says the weatherman

Pension plan is like substance abuse

Now Pour out two for Juve and Juice

To my fallen soldiers from the roots

With niggas on the run with the truth

We arethe ones

We are the ones that will

Live

Fo-r-ev-er you will see

We arethe ones

We are the ones that will

Live

Fo-r-ev-er you will see