Urban Lady Saloon

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[Hook: Ozi Batla] If you really want to step to my crew Then I suggest that you try new approaches or you will slide to my point of view High noon, ghost town 'bout get hit by typhoon Most clowns who act just like buffoon are tripping like magic mushroom on broken tune [Verse 1: Ozi Batla] Every whore's the same, what to say? I will ride the trail my own way Save us all the pain, hey Jesse And save yourself the shame, too shady No one else to blame, so maybe To go against the grain will save me Forget about my name, too hazy And re-ignite the flame, go crazy Every town's a maze, find a key Every maze a day, anarchy Can it be what saves, you and me From becoming slaves too early? Still, the feeling stays, memory Robbin' on highways, aged fifteen What will be the way, that I see To change our wild ways? Centuries are blurring into one Starin' at the sun Are we just too stunned to end what we've begun? Sound of sherrif's gun The Wild West is run The prizes weigh a ton But was it any fun? [Hook: Ozi Batla] If you really want to step to my crew Then I suggest that you try new approaches or you will slide to my point of view High noon, ghost town 'bout get hit by typhoon Most clowns who act just like buffoon are tripping like magic mushroom on broken tune If you really want to step to my crew Then I suggest that you try new approaches or you will slide to my point of view High noon, ghost town 'bout get hit by typhoon Most clowns who act just like buffoon are tripping like magic mushroom on broken tune [Verse 2: Ozi Batla] Sherrif shot to shit, who did it? But everyone's the kid; the crime fits I will say I did, cop the hit And who will raise the bid? Drop the chips Fastest gun survive, tell the tale Last to go the mile beyond pale The undertakers smile, drive the nail Into the town's denial, we're not stale In will come the law, they will say "Everybody on the floor" Who will pay for the fallen officer? Ashen grey, rub our faces in the dirt is the way But they are just a tool of the power's rule The government aren't a fool And creep away on y'all They sit you down on stool so you can tell 'em bull Until there is a fool with what they think is cool [Hook: Ozi Batla] If you really want to step to my crew Then I suggest that you try new approaches or you will slide to my point of view High noon, ghost town 'bout get hit by typhoon Most clowns who act just like buffoon are tripping like magic mushroom on broken tune If you really want to step to my crew Then I suggest that you try new approaches or you will slide to my point of view High noon, ghost town 'bout get hit by typhoon Most clowns who act just like buffoon are tripping like magic mushroom
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- The Herd