Blame the Label (Ghida Fakhry) Lyrics & Tabs by The Narcicyst
Blame the Label (Ghida Fakhry)
guitar chords lyrics
We are coming
For your money
I doubt you could stop us now
We came to seize the earth
Sick and tired
Uninspired
This game is killing me
It's filling me with dreams deferred
I got sick of the gat clapping and back packing
Handclaps when I rapped of Iraq on a track, blacking out
I'm waking up in half an hour, shaking up your vapid power
Peoples hearts are half in doubt, acting sour
Planes started smacking towers, oww! Eagle to an owl
Malcolm to Louis, you funny style - Apatow
Throw money on the lap of our Eve
Planes started smacking towers, oww! Eagle to an owl
Malcolm to Louis, you funny style - Apatow
Throw money on the lap of our Eve
Madame, laugh and bow, halal? Sonny, don't have a cow
Just Blame The Label, for telling you to
Say the same bull, shit
That's how it has to be, engineer it has to peak
You could never master me, bounce the track - Master P
So when I drop the crazy anthem, B
You know we killing them, kid - Casey Anthony
Police chasing after me, this ain't a comedy, akh, uggggnnn
I got you thinking "I am F'ed" like Dominique Strauss-Kahn
We are coming
For your money
I doubt you could stop us now
We came to seize the earth
Sick and tired
Uninspired
This game is killing me
It's filling me with dreams deferred
Let the bottom thump
We're brushing up over here (hair) like Donald Trump
But I will rock'em if he G's us (Jesus) like Madonna's son
Show them how to run a biz without a lunge, take the cake, bought the lunch
If only you read like a Bono Fund
Labels, skimping on bread like McDonald buns
No Shots, or semi-auto guns, I'll send a heavy hollow one
And bend the time out of them like
"Mashallah Dun, you are the ONE"
Stop Playing with me, Hello, Are you Listening?
I'm not rich, may be Arab with the paisley Apparel
Bow ties, Don't style, when you're grazing with Camels, I'm grown
Sick and Tired, Sometimes, Uninspired
But I blame it on the lavender
Smoked out, you can quote me like a manager
Man, I'm cozy up in Canada
Stuck, Yuck, to be honest, I'm broke but my uncles rich like Donald Duck
Cartoon Islamic, throw your hands up
In the air like fear of the man up, Stairs
You a joke, look in the mirror- where?, OVER THERE, You're on Candid Camera
Whether you are high or you're dying for truth
Jeff Goldblum, I'm fly in the booth
Even though I'm feeling likeee...
We are coming
For your money
I doubt you could stop us now
We came to seize the earth
Sick and tired
Uninspired
This game is killing me
It's filling me with dreams deferred
We appreciate all your feedback
All your different viewpoints, both positive and critical
Al Jazeera Fever
Ghida Fakhry out in Costa Rica
I met her in Doha, Eating, Gave her the Local Greeting (Salam)
She says she knows the Medium, and we fly like Helium
We got your back like an Orthopedic...(word?)
Riz Khan sipping Pellegrino
I must be dreaming I can't tell if he knows, or we know
And she broke in half
My wife smacked me with the television remote
I woke up mumbling "This album is one hell of a sequel"
Go tell your people
