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Not suppose to happen

Intro:    
   
I KNOW A THING OR TWO ABOUT A THING OR TWO..    
   
   
Am not suppose to happen..    
Am not suppose to happen..    
Am not suppose to happen..
   
   
Living the life of a desperado..    
Trespassing in this game of ludo..    
Am living in terror..    
Walls talking in my palour..    
They been tapping me up in the radar..    
Viewing my face in the mirror..    
Strange faces i saw in horror..    
   
So long am Numero uno..    
Every desperado gonna settle in my shadow..    
   
I know this is not suppose to happen..    
Both of us regret this should never happen..    
Wanna see who is this human leader..    
Coz I should never be the bidder..    
   
Hook 1    
   
I went to meet the Land Lord.. (oh!)  
Spoke in dialogue.. (go!)  
Even learned taekwondo..    
Earning me lottos..  
 
   
I mean this has to happen..    
All the stars in my logo..    
Caravan in my cargo..    
Bullet proof in my torso..    
But only very few can catch sight of me though.    
   
Let go!.    
   
Hm! hm!    
   
Stains on my tuxedo..    
I know where I got them..    
Aside me is Solo..    
He seems to get my intentions..    
I don't have any expectations..    
Coz in my mind no reservations..    
   
Hook 2    
   
I drank in the ballroom.. (no!)  
I drank in the balcony!    
I even had the tumblr girl!..    
Spoke with my tongue.. (oh!)  
We dance tango.. (oh!)    
I need not mind the laws..    
I took out the pistol in my holster
..    
   
Commandeer in south Ecuador..    
I wanna bet to beat El Romano..    
All the havocs in Milano..    
All the shootings in Chicago..    
Remembering me my motto..    
Walking through tornado..    
Withstanding a volcano..    
I proceeded to load my cargo..    
   
All them know i am a circumnavigator..    
In this ship am ma not need a cooperator..    
To sail up I am the only sailor..    
Cold blooded like an alligator..    
So i don't need me in a refrigerator..    
Am not a gladiator!..    
And I don't wanna sink in mordor..    
Currents spark up! when I step the turbo    
Come on!    
you see i don't need me generator..    
Just can't help mixing up like a carburetor..    
This yatch got one and only sailor..    
As I set foot in my parlour..    
It's already 3 o'clock in Togo..    
   
Hook 3    
   
I went to meet the Land Lord.. (oh!)  
Spoke in dialogue.. (go!)  
North to South above  the laws..    
East to West I got so many slots..    
   
Am not suppose to happen..    
Am not suppose to happen..    
Am not suppose to happen..
Written by Numer90 (Numer0-un0)
Published | Edited 25th Jan 2021
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