Mighty Be One
one mighty be one mighty song mighty bomb mighty make mean nation fall
and naughty one naughty song naughty girl dirty young man make you you wanna be for real
now who's your father when your soul comes up abrupt
in it the seed like a diamond in the rough i am the sea i got your face your luck so what the fuck i'll flip a channel and your life runs amok give me a reason to keep a blind eye wide open
i'll give you three words kinky holly token keeping your fingers broken
keeping your dreams soaking
keeping the truth way schizzy like dr seuss mama said mama told you be the best of 'em but you'll need hematomas like the rest of 'em mc not a mama's boy but a mother's child with the pace of an angel running wild who told maria that her baby mesÍas was to be blessed with that kind of flow well that ain't me but with the same name though i'm turning rocks into bread as i roll
so
i'm turning rocks into bread as i roll
one mighty be one mighty song mighty bomb mighty make mean nation fall
and naughty one naughty song naughty girl dirty young man make you you wanna be for real
pick a fella faced with the mirror i'm looking at you like i'm faced with the killer in me
nonetheless i won't take a filler
i don't know would you consider
not
being fashion like the rest of 'em
riding the world machine killing pedestrians or being fashionless
well this is it time to fret 'cuz
if you're doing time with a face full of chemicals staring at the passing lines you're doing it my way on the highway 'till my way went and caught a speed bump i like the way she call it fun she like the way me gonna get her stung we rob the train cuz we know we can burn the black coal make a hot engine me kill my little indians through the tunnel to a distant land i'm lost for words but me finding none
one mighty be one mighty song mighty bomb mighty make mean nation fall
and naughty one naughty song naughty girl dirty young man make ya you wanna be for real
now everybody in the world machine
let your head know what i mean
and let your legs stop running
with your body in the world machine
and your face showing what i mean
and naughty one naughty song naughty girl dirty young man make you you wanna be for real
now who's your father when your soul comes up abrupt
in it the seed like a diamond in the rough i am the sea i got your face your luck so what the fuck i'll flip a channel and your life runs amok give me a reason to keep a blind eye wide open
i'll give you three words kinky holly token keeping your fingers broken
keeping your dreams soaking
keeping the truth way schizzy like dr seuss mama said mama told you be the best of 'em but you'll need hematomas like the rest of 'em mc not a mama's boy but a mother's child with the pace of an angel running wild who told maria that her baby mesÍas was to be blessed with that kind of flow well that ain't me but with the same name though i'm turning rocks into bread as i roll
so
i'm turning rocks into bread as i roll
one mighty be one mighty song mighty bomb mighty make mean nation fall
and naughty one naughty song naughty girl dirty young man make you you wanna be for real
pick a fella faced with the mirror i'm looking at you like i'm faced with the killer in me
nonetheless i won't take a filler
i don't know would you consider
not
being fashion like the rest of 'em
riding the world machine killing pedestrians or being fashionless
well this is it time to fret 'cuz
if you're doing time with a face full of chemicals staring at the passing lines you're doing it my way on the highway 'till my way went and caught a speed bump i like the way she call it fun she like the way me gonna get her stung we rob the train cuz we know we can burn the black coal make a hot engine me kill my little indians through the tunnel to a distant land i'm lost for words but me finding none
one mighty be one mighty song mighty bomb mighty make mean nation fall
and naughty one naughty song naughty girl dirty young man make ya you wanna be for real
now everybody in the world machine
let your head know what i mean
and let your legs stop running
with your body in the world machine
and your face showing what i mean
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Rios, Jo Bogaert
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