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julga a nata cuidado pra no quaiar Atitudes de amor devemos samplear. Mulatu Astatke e Fela Kuti escutar. Pregar a paz, sim, questo de honra. Pois o mundo real no o Rancho da Pamonha E pode crer, mais
Uzi Around here we only bumpin' Fela Kuti. Tupac or Bob Marley, Lucky Dube. So we don't really give a * about your groupies. This is Africa, hooray T. I. A. (Hooray). T. I. A. (Hooray) T. I. A
split a pea from a pod. You're a novice I'm noble and I decipher my tongue. Not Atilla the Hun but no I'm Threwler his son. My vulture's exact like rack and pinion in a Jag. You try to brag you get your