Yeah - Intellectual

[Intro]

Swedish House Mafia

Tunechi!

Okay

Death is in the alley, life is in my pocket

I break it down and sell it, does that make me a profit?

There's too much weight to carry

Ye, I walk through the valley

Damn, when it rains, it storms like Halle

Man, I don't know the future

But I know where I'm going

Don't know when I'll get there

But I know that I get there

God bless America, I hope he hears my prayers

There's a stairway to heaven, but people under the stairs

Love is in the air, pollution everywhere

Love is such a fucking illusion, its never there

So in my spare time, I don't have time to spare

So I put on a condom and happily fuck, yeah

Fu-fu-fuck Yeah

Alright, alright

Colorful reality, everything is beautiful

Simply refuse to get used to the usual

Life tastes sweet and even sweeter with the freedom

But be careful with belief, cause you are what you believe in

Now it's me against the world, and I just want to get even

In the belly of the beast and somebody gotta feed it

We get a train of thought, and then that train leave us

And we can't have tricks up our sleeves if we are sleeveless

That's because we bear arms, watch my rebels swarm

Dreadlocks only to hide my devil horns

Life is but a bitch, she'll go fuck you and leave you

If you think its sweet, I knock out your fucking sweet tooth

Tunechi

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