Yeah, this is Down To Earth
Mister Mister A, Mr. F
Today I'm more than ready if they come for me
Ouh no
They're coming that way
A lot of cake to cut is what moves here
Ouh no
They come there
Things are so bad
One can't walk feeling there
If they come out there
That I do smoke, that I drink
That I do have a good dicke
But that not out there
Many things are said about me out there
Some good, some bad
While some out there make you want to
They take away your money, your wife and your fame
It's key, everyone says they know street
I'm walking with the key on the nail
Yes, Mr. Defenders
So that they don't lock me up and cut off my key
Today I'm more than ready if they come for me
Ouh no
They come that way
A lot of cake to cut is what moves here
Ouh no
They come that way
Things are so bad
You can't walk around feeling that way
They come that way
That I smoke, that I drink
That I do have a good dicke
But that's not there
That's where the patrol comes
Where I am, everyone is in theirs
I don't let everything be destroyed due to carelessness
I am the son of the pa man
I always play records
br/>ÃÂWho are the enemies of my simple enemy?
(Yes, sir)
The problems begin
But with the baby on my waist in case someone rebels against me
br/>(It's true)
So smelly I'd rather be dead
But I'm not willing for either of them
Today I'm more than ready if they come for me
Ouh, no
They come that way
A lot of cake to cut is what moves here
Ouh no
They come that way
Things are so bad
One can't walk feeling over there
They come there
That I smoke, that I drink
That I do have a good dicke
But that not over there
Mister Mister A, Seà ±or F
Down to earth
Yes that right with one foot on the ground you know
If you hear a native sound
Son Yai and Toly

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