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• Artiste: Islands
• Titre: Ethics + Molars
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Why do they want me dead? I’m just an acid-head “They think you’re killer bees” My honey said So I run, run away Blow all my things And sing, “You’re never gonna get me” All my friends upset me They plucked out the feathers in my wings Ethics and molars Cavity-dwellers LSD in the CIA They tried to track me But I removed the bug I’m not a thug I’m a dope MC Dying to be set free But they’re all out to get me Just like they got Biggie And I’m not coming home in a pine box To have my autopsy lost Don’t despair Paranoia is everywhere So it was you all along Who made good off of my songs And they wanted me shut down So you spun my words around Why did they want me dead? I was just a singer underfed I didn’t control the minds influenced by what I said I was just dying to be set free Am I losing my mind? Am I losing my mind or is my mind losing me? Dying to be set free You were out to get me Just like you got Biggie You put it on my toes It was my word against yours And now nobody knows Don’t despair The evidence is everywhere