Crest

Crest - Mr. songtekst

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Hey mista.

Hey mista.

Hey mista.

Hahah!



Hey mista, hind behind a big big desk

Trying to manufactor the scent of a big big chet

You are a big big steps of this global (?)

Put you're

instincts to test in trust the smell of it

Hey mista

I knew you had big big plans

gonna steal a boy intentions with a big big scam

you're a big big man

in a small small room

but it`s not what you consume

it's what consumes you

hey mista

I see you armor televison sets

selling me, telling me

this is the best product developed yet

but mista

I heard this overboard and before

when they said it I accepted and they tried to sell me more

hey mista

how many bombs will it take to make peace

how many moms will lose sons

when the sun sets in the middle east

mista

can you please explain all the names

to this day

how would no charges in (?) obey

hey mista

hidin` behind a limo tinted windows

lookin`to make a profit

ending it all costin`

hey mista

just for your infor- mation

time will be served for justice

can`t be bought



Hey mista

mista mista mista

whoopin`up you`re isle

never coma billy gen to use em`to lie

(get high)

mista mista mista

whoopin`up you`re isle

you`re the system rocka morphin

you make desert run

Hey mista

mista mista mista

whoopin`up you`re isle

never comin`till it get a use spinnin`then alligned

you`re high

mista mista mista

whoopin`up you`re isle

chop how I`m watching judgement that`s different



I have been seeing kinds from

large incomes

be worse than the kids that don`t have none

I know a rich rich girl turned into a bum

hates her parents so much

she can`t live with either one

she sits on the corner

doesn`t eat for a month

she thinks it`s a sick world

that we`re living in wrong

she`s docking for any little cigarette bun

that she can put in her mouth

because she`s stoven as f**ked

hey mista

her dad is just like you

he used to put her down with a strict corfume

he used to scream at her when she was in atume

when the yelling out way that smell a new perfume

hey mista

she won`t go home for a dollar

she heard some say her dad said he doesn`t have a daughter

so she burned down everything in his punk- ass of a morda

and choses to live on the streets now starving

hey mista

bring your ear near my mouth

and maybe you can hear what I`m talking about

or maybe you would chose to block me out

either way there`s no girl living in you`re huge house

hey mista
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