Fairytalez 歌词

歌曲	Fairytalez
歌手	Gravediggaz
专辑	The Pick, The Sickle And The Shovel
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	作词 : Berkeley, Gatekeeper, Grym ...
	This is the story of three little pigs
	And the projected damage that they did, pig number one was white
	Thought everything he did was right, the pigology of self
	Pink skin terror and wealth, just hogging shit up for self
	Rolled up on a pig named swine
	A brown skinned pig convinced him they was one of a kind
	The swine fell for the short tail
	But no way in hell was earth that stale
	Stone chicken eggs, hit em in the mud that they lay
	When it hatched, it was chicks of another shade
	The stone age, the origin of aids in the bone age
	There was a pig, skin was black
	He cleaned up the swine and they filthy acts
	If not they was be forced to sent back
	But trouble come first, stale shit got worse
	Consumers of swine are now cursed
	The exile meant from 'bylon, after three on
	The shores of north america's hoof
	When they celebrated thanksgiving with the wolf
	[kelis rogers, grym reaper]
	When i was young　　　　when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　and this goes on
	Until i'm old and gra-y-ayy until i'm old and gray
	When i was young　when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　and this goes on and on and on
	Until i'm old and gra-y-ayy till i'm old and i'm gray
	[too poetic/grym reaper]
	There was a rich man, a poor man, a beggar, and a thief
	Now each had a different hustle to get food to eat
	The rich man was paid, cause the poor man was workin
	Like a slave, he only gave him, minimum wage
	The poor man endured this, torture for his four sons
	His daughter and his wife, cause he sought a better life
	His boss laid him off on the 4th of december
	He sold sweatshirts and boxer shorts, to keep his fort
	Now deep in the winter, he got pneumonia, from a cold
	This ended all of the little hustles that he controlled
	He was troubled in his soul, he couldn't sleep he wouldn't eat
	But by his side was a strong woman, not taking defeat
	She pleaded and begged the rich man, for the hubby
	Who gave fifteen years of his life, for the company
	Conversation was brief, with no relief in sight
	Then she unleashed her four sons into the night
	They robbed that rich man blind!
	Then fled over the borderline, escaping with all the cream
	But still could not restore the mind see
	Life is a dangerous game and it seems cash rule eventually
	Authored mentally
	[kelis rogers, grym reaper]
	When i was young　when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　and this goes on and on
	Until i'm old and gra-y-ayy　until i'm old and gray
	When i was young　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　 and this goes on and on and on
	Until i'm old and gra-y-ayy　till i'm old and i'm gray
	[too poetic/grym reaper]
	The rich man's soul turned to dust through the lust
	To control as much fluff, his cold heart touched
	The old fart grew up, with goals to be the fly kid
	With the golden midas, touch
	Smokin dutches that he ignited at will
	Usin hundred dollar bills the big will, up until, he collided
	With fate, had a stroke while chokin on some stake
	This was fatal as hell was not bein able to take his pace
	Back to the cradle
	[frukwan/gatekeeper]
	Jack and jill ran up the hill
	Jack said, "i never ran, never will, cause i'm from brownsville"
	But still, the living provider, the outsider had beef
	With peter piper cause his girl goldilox put stocks in his viper
	On the yellow brick road he lost control
	Got charged for runnin down the scarecrow, on the loose
	Runnin from hot pursuit, lead by dr. seuss
	Riding hard on his jock, when pete got blasted by the keystone cops
	[kelis rogers, grym reaper]
	When i was young　　　　when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　and this goes on and on
	Until i'm old and gra-y-ayy　　 until i'm old and gray
	When i was young　　　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　 and this goes on and on and on
	Until i'm old and gra-y-ayy　　 till i'm old and i'm gray
	When i was young　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　 and this goes on and on
	Until i'm old and gra-y-ayy　　 until i'm old and gray
	When i was young　　　when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　and this goes on and on and on
	Until i'm old and gra-y-ayy　　 till i'm old and i'm gray

	zuo ci : Berkeley, Gatekeeper, Grym ...
	This is the story of three little pigs
	And the projected damage that they did, pig number one was white
	Thought everything he did was right, the pigology of self
	Pink skin terror and wealth, just hogging shit up for self
	Rolled up on a pig named swine
	A brown skinned pig convinced him they was one of a kind
	The swine fell for the short tail
	But no way in hell was earth that stale
	Stone chicken eggs, hit em in the mud that they lay
	When it hatched, it was chicks of another shade
	The stone age, the origin of aids in the bone age
	There was a pig, skin was black
	He cleaned up the swine and they filthy acts
	If not they was be forced to sent back
	But trouble come first, stale shit got worse
	Consumers of swine are now cursed
	The exile meant from ' bylon, after three on
	The shores of north america' s hoof
	When they celebrated thanksgiving with the wolf
	kelis rogers, grym reaper
	When i was young　　　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　 and this goes on
	Until i' m old and grayayy until i' m old and gray
	When i was young　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　 and this goes on and on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy till i' m old and i' m gray
	too poetic grym reaper
	There was a rich man, a poor man, a beggar, and a thief
	Now each had a different hustle to get food to eat
	The rich man was paid, cause the poor man was workin
	Like a slave, he only gave him, minimum wage
	The poor man endured this, torture for his four sons
	His daughter and his wife, cause he sought a better life
	His boss laid him off on the 4th of december
	He sold sweatshirts and boxer shorts, to keep his fort
	Now deep in the winter, he got pneumonia, from a cold
	This ended all of the little hustles that he controlled
	He was troubled in his soul, he couldn' t sleep he wouldn' t eat
	But by his side was a strong woman, not taking defeat
	She pleaded and begged the rich man, for the hubby
	Who gave fifteen years of his life, for the company
	Conversation was brief, with no relief in sight
	Then she unleashed her four sons into the night
	They robbed that rich man blind!
	Then fled over the borderline, escaping with all the cream
	But still could not restore the mind see
	Life is a dangerous game and it seems cash rule eventually
	Authored mentally
	kelis rogers, grym reaper
	When i was young　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　 and this goes on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　 until i' m old and gray
	When i was young　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　 and this goes on and on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　 till i' m old and i' m gray
	too poetic grym reaper
	The rich man' s soul turned to dust through the lust
	To control as much fluff, his cold heart touched
	The old fart grew up, with goals to be the fly kid
	With the golden midas, touch
	Smokin dutches that he ignited at will
	Usin hundred dollar bills the big will, up until, he collided
	With fate, had a stroke while chokin on some stake
	This was fatal as hell was not bein able to take his pace
	Back to the cradle
	frukwan gatekeeper
	Jack and jill ran up the hill
	Jack said, " i never ran, never will, cause i' m from brownsville"
	But still, the living provider, the outsider had beef
	With peter piper cause his girl goldilox put stocks in his viper
	On the yellow brick road he lost control
	Got charged for runnin down the scarecrow, on the loose
	Runnin from hot pursuit, lead by dr. seuss
	Riding hard on his jock, when pete got blasted by the keystone cops
	kelis rogers, grym reaper
	When i was young　　　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　 and this goes on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　　 until i' m old and gray
	When i was young　　　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　 and this goes on and on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　　 till i' m old and i' m gray
	When i was young　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　 and this goes on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　　 until i' m old and gray
	When i was young　　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　 and this goes on and on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　　 till i' m old and i' m gray

	zuò cí : Berkeley, Gatekeeper, Grym ...
	This is the story of three little pigs
	And the projected damage that they did, pig number one was white
	Thought everything he did was right, the pigology of self
	Pink skin terror and wealth, just hogging shit up for self
	Rolled up on a pig named swine
	A brown skinned pig convinced him they was one of a kind
	The swine fell for the short tail
	But no way in hell was earth that stale
	Stone chicken eggs, hit em in the mud that they lay
	When it hatched, it was chicks of another shade
	The stone age, the origin of aids in the bone age
	There was a pig, skin was black
	He cleaned up the swine and they filthy acts
	If not they was be forced to sent back
	But trouble come first, stale shit got worse
	Consumers of swine are now cursed
	The exile meant from ' bylon, after three on
	The shores of north america' s hoof
	When they celebrated thanksgiving with the wolf
	kelis rogers, grym reaper
	When i was young　　　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　 and this goes on
	Until i' m old and grayayy until i' m old and gray
	When i was young　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　 and this goes on and on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy till i' m old and i' m gray
	too poetic grym reaper
	There was a rich man, a poor man, a beggar, and a thief
	Now each had a different hustle to get food to eat
	The rich man was paid, cause the poor man was workin
	Like a slave, he only gave him, minimum wage
	The poor man endured this, torture for his four sons
	His daughter and his wife, cause he sought a better life
	His boss laid him off on the 4th of december
	He sold sweatshirts and boxer shorts, to keep his fort
	Now deep in the winter, he got pneumonia, from a cold
	This ended all of the little hustles that he controlled
	He was troubled in his soul, he couldn' t sleep he wouldn' t eat
	But by his side was a strong woman, not taking defeat
	She pleaded and begged the rich man, for the hubby
	Who gave fifteen years of his life, for the company
	Conversation was brief, with no relief in sight
	Then she unleashed her four sons into the night
	They robbed that rich man blind!
	Then fled over the borderline, escaping with all the cream
	But still could not restore the mind see
	Life is a dangerous game and it seems cash rule eventually
	Authored mentally
	kelis rogers, grym reaper
	When i was young　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　 and this goes on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　 until i' m old and gray
	When i was young　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　 and this goes on and on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　 till i' m old and i' m gray
	too poetic grym reaper
	The rich man' s soul turned to dust through the lust
	To control as much fluff, his cold heart touched
	The old fart grew up, with goals to be the fly kid
	With the golden midas, touch
	Smokin dutches that he ignited at will
	Usin hundred dollar bills the big will, up until, he collided
	With fate, had a stroke while chokin on some stake
	This was fatal as hell was not bein able to take his pace
	Back to the cradle
	frukwan gatekeeper
	Jack and jill ran up the hill
	Jack said, " i never ran, never will, cause i' m from brownsville"
	But still, the living provider, the outsider had beef
	With peter piper cause his girl goldilox put stocks in his viper
	On the yellow brick road he lost control
	Got charged for runnin down the scarecrow, on the loose
	Runnin from hot pursuit, lead by dr. seuss
	Riding hard on his jock, when pete got blasted by the keystone cops
	kelis rogers, grym reaper
	When i was young　　　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　 and this goes on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　　 until i' m old and gray
	When i was young　　　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　 and this goes on and on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　　 till i' m old and i' m gray
	When i was young　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　 and this goes on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　　 until i' m old and gray
	When i was young　　　 when i was young
	They was feeding me fairytalez　 they was feeding me fairytalez
	And this goes on　　　　 and this goes on and on and on
	Until i' m old and grayayy　　 till i' m old and i' m gray

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