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This song is performed by Tricky and appears on the album Maxinquaye (1995).
I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
So they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stüssy
Hell is round the corner where I shelter
Isms and schisms, been living helter skelter
If you believe and our deceit, common sense says shall you receive
Let me take you down the corridors of my life
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference?
No need to answer 'til I take furthur evidence
I seem to need a reference to get residence
A reference to your preference to say
I'm a good neighbor, I trudge
So judge me from my labour
Lobotomy ensures my good behavior
The constant struggle ensures my insanity
Passing ignorance ensures the struggle for my family
We're hungry beware of our appetite
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight
The kill which I share with my passengers
We take our fill, take our fill, take our fill

I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
So they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stüssy
Confused by different memories
Details of Asian remedies
Conversations of what's become of enemies
My brain thinks bomb-like
So I listen he's a calm type (as I grow)
And as I grow, I grow collective
Before the move, sit on the perspective
(Unknown) in the crevice
And watches from the precipice
Imperial passage
Heat from the sun somedays slowly passes
Until then, you have to live with yourself
Until then, you have to live with yourself

I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
So they juice me, seduce me
Dress me up in Stüssy

Hell is 'round the corner where I shelter
Ism's and schisms, been living helter skelter
If you believe and our deceit, common sense says shall you receive
Let me take you down the corridors

My brain thinks bomb-like
Beware of our appetite
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