So let us force a smile And pretend that we're alive Oh, but somewhere None of this happened The bullets removed themselves Life is beautiful I have a
So let us force a smile And pretend that we're alive Oh, but somewhere None of this happened The bullets removed themselves Life is beautiful I have
finesse textures My rhyme fabric, is elaborate, scrolls kept in a gold cabinet Open the book to the chapter of this old soul magic Juju tongue to voodoo come, behold this
Congo River Where the crocodile hunts and the python strikes To watch another predator in action Could rejuvenate some meaning in your life The thrill to hunt
sexy, that's the idea. Chorus : Pics take your pics, Take your pics. Bruce : Look at all this beautiful money, Look at all this beautiful money. Reporters
