Dial 7 (axioms Of Creamy Spies) Lyrics

(Sara Webb)
hey
hey
hey
hey

we are the creamy spies
the cream always rises up
we all got sequel
the man’s game has peaked
we are sun moon and star
we all got pieces
it’s nation time nation time
ready to put in work
we got mad peoples
your double dealin is scoped
your tongue is forked we know
we ghetto level
hey
we can make life better
together
not divided
universal original, creamy
the man ain’t shit
what’s happenin

(Doodlebug)
check it out
in the year of ‘89 i stole back my black mind
found peace up in the east i shine
one time blind i refined, then over time
i realized the creamy spy gots to climb
find the spot in this land of uncle sam
focus my thoughts and be that true black man that i am
i stand in the face of oppression
with my sisters and my brothers, no slippin no half
steppin
the five percent nation is my representation
i wear timberland study in timbuktu
won’t rest until they free brother mumia abu
now can you feel it (huh) nothing can save ya
for this is the season of our self saviour
light che guevara this young angry guerilla
sparks the revolution, black tactics, whatever

(Sara Webb)
black tactics, aight

we see what’s happenin
we might start bustin
we’ll spell it out for you
if you talk it live it
let’s get creamy
really creamy
up down
with pleasure

(Ladybug)
wussup
i cannot answer for my damages due to layin soul type
sentences
i prepare time for and sisters fought passage in a
tactic front style warfare for the projects i live
a series of niggas atop a target
watch out with preset we swift to light strike
in an aerial form we closin
select territorial aim let’s be out
on an onslaught
we plague you
cannot get took
even for the suckers we light up it’s good lookin out
even could get takin out i die fightin
subtract the devils that get smoked

(Sara Webb)
hey, funky
hey, funky
hey, funky
hey, funky

black people, black people
steal your mind back
don’t die in their wilderness
f*ck that
for c-m-b dogs in l.a.
new york project hallways
let’s point our heaters the other way
creamy

(Butterfly)
just like that, i seen i was the sun of all man
type good, be a realer fighter super fro
bust it
the beast may wanna war in the summer
thus, i rock my camouflage playin corners
represents kikes while they pimp hip hop
i strategize my joints you know it don’t shtop
and it don’t pop son it’s p-jects bound together
for beats in concrete when i’m creamin with my stiletto
got sixteen for the imperial fascists
war, beats, brothers and honeys we’s bouts to set it
domino theory cause they stalled our flow
collectin pitchforks ‘till they free geronimo
while you blaze up right on i say my fist raise up
while you bent, i represent
what
uptown downtown across like wherever
meet me in the crook and we could piece it all together

(Sara Webb)
hey super funky
hey super black and superb
hey super super fine
hey super funky

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