"M.W.A." as written by and Peter De Havilland....
Got an enemy, livin' deep inside of me
At twenty years of livin' with my family in poverty
The veil of tears and the pain and the fear
I can't get cured I'm failed by economy
Ethics, semantics, a question of morality
I'm checking out the bobby for alternative authority
Can't kill cancer with, irridology
Capturing a child with kirlian photography

Livin' in a pyramid taking it to the hippy chick
Shit, the two bit hustle, anger muscle,
hope it keeps me fitter, for longer
Jump your bones forever
It ain't medical, it's purely metaphysical

Better, better, better, better you
Forget about, the Mystic Wisdom of the Ancients

Got a remedy ring-a-ding-a-ding-a-ding
Checking out the bootie makin' harmony inside of me
Paying my bills cut no slack with my ills
I can't get cured it's invading my anatomy

Organic, Biotic, Moronic and the Idiotic
Checking out the proti- from the cata- and the Metabolic
Can't kill cancer with, irridology

Kneelin' in a pentagram, takin' it to the Guru man
Shit, this stupid phony, ceremony
Hope it keeps me fitter for longer
Dig my law forever
It ain't medical, its purely metaphysical

Better, better, better, better you
Forget about the Mystic Wisdom of the Ancients
Never, never, never, never, do you
Provide a wheel within a wheel, I feel the bells begin to ring

Yeah, all you ever gave me was a burden of a pressure
All about the pressure all you ever gave me, ba ba ba
Better, better, better, better you

Scratch it
I'm praying jiggy jiggy with it

Scratch it, catch it, lick it, eat it, dig it, use it, choose it, let's do it
That's how the world goes, That's how the world goes

Phoenix raise, your wings (your wings)
Provide a wheel, within a wheel, I feel the bells begin to ring

Better, better, better, better, you
Forget about the Mystic Wisdom of the Ancients
Never, never, never, never, do you
Provide a wheel within a wheel, I feel the bells begin to ring

Yeah, all you ever gave me was a burden of a pressure
All about the pressure all you ever gave me, ba ba ba

Better, better, better, better, you

Phoenix raise, your wings (your wings)
Provide a wheel, within a wheel, I feel the bells begin to ring


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