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LYRICS
Song Title: Thieves
Performer: Aisha
Production Credit: Written, Produced and Engineered by Aisha
Publishing Company: Aisha Kamilah Music (ASCAP)
Recording Studio: Sonustar Studios
Release Date: May 3, 2007
Album: From the forthcoming Sonustar book, film and soundtrack “Justice
and Truth”
Copyright: 2006-2007 AG/Sonustar Records. All Rights Reserved.
THIEVES
Chorus:
Den of thieves
An affront to anyone who believes
In being real
And a fair deal
The things you do
Are coming back to you
Verse 1:
I always knew
There was evil in this world
Ever since I was a little girl
I knew there were
Challenges ahead of me
But it was never
Them instead of me
Chorus:
Den of thieves
An affront to anyone who believes
In being real
And a fair deal
The things you do
Are coming back to you
Verse 2:
A woman and her dreams
Aren’t soon parted
I will finish
what I have started
Chorus:
Den of thieves
An affront to anyone who believes
In being real
And a fair deal
The things you do
Are coming back to you
Verse 3:
What transpired
Would make the noblest aspire
To see that this
Never happens again
And this is it
The time when
Chorus:
Den of thieves
An affront to anyone who believes
In being real
And a fair deal
The things you do
Are coming back to you
Spoken:
You’re supposed to be role models
And you’re stealing from people
What kind of example are you
God is watching everything that you do
Rap:
You’re about as British as lasagna
You wish you looked like Tanya (Tania Strecker)
Which is why you had that song made
Putting that woman's life on parade
You can’t sing and that’s a fact
You sound like Peggy Lee
If she were on crack
And she looks younger than you do
The Botox you've been using just ain’t working for you
Your claim to fame was humping the floor
Now you’re 50 and break dancing by the club door
Taking Geritol and reading Tiger Beat
Hot flashes not from the heat
Fought the horse
And the horse won
One kick and the fight was done
Madonna Chit-ccone
Or Madonna Corleone
Because all you do is steal
Taking people’s stuff
And making dirty deals
You know she’s crazy
She stole that baby
Nasty and nosy
Butch like Rosie
And you know she’s your girl
Guy Ritchie’s just your beard to the world
Stalking Britney and following Christina
Doing everything trying to be Angelina
Did a deal with the devil
Cause you can’t sing like Whitney
You’re pass your sell by date
Now he’s on to Britney
Spears scares the little kids
Coming home drunk
And trying to take a dunk
On the front lawn
While K-Fed yawns
Counting her dough
You reap what you sow
Middle of the day
Baby on the highway
Swerving in lanes
While his momma plays games
In the back seat
Trying to find her brains
You know Britney felt
He was the seatbelt
And the chauffer of the car
Going to the bar
Getting drunk
Because you got punked
By K-Fed
Now he’s all in your head
You’re a flake
Just like Timberlake
You’ve both ripped off Janet
And are on another planet
You her music
He her clothes
But that’s how
The story goes
She didn’t want her "Hanes her way"
So she left her underwear at the house that day
…And the day after
To nothing but absolute disses and laughter
You’re showing your bits to the world
Oops I guess you’re not that innocent girl
Britney is here
Happy New Ye… (sound of falling objects hitting the floor)
Clean up on aisle three
Somebody call security
Britney fell flat on her face
In the club trying to freebase
The coke in rum and coke
Ain’t short for cocaine
Because that stuff
Will fry your brain
Britney took a dive
Trying to stay alive
Up partying from 9 to 5
They couldn’t use a gurney
So they dragged her out like Bernie
Then called her son on the phone
Told the little guy “come drive mommy home”
Chorus:
Den of thieves
An affront to anyone who believes
In being real
And a fair deal
The things you do
Are coming back to you
Back home where Paris is waiting
Smoking hashish and actively debating
What to do next
Go out, get drunk or stay home and have sex
Ran your family’s name through the gutter
Made an album that’s nothing but clutter
Yea, it’s a real humdinger
But your chances of being a singer
Are skinnier than Nicole Richie
Spoiled, nasty and totally witchy
Fake tan that didn’t come from the sun
Left eye trying to look at the right one
Paris you lied
Stars Aren’t Blind
They’re cross-eyed
Paris and Nicole need to stop drinking that Port
Pothead troublemakers always in court
Hillary Fluff’s gonna bite you with her teeth
Dizzy McGuire is trying to beat
Nicole down for stealing her man
Everyone's sleeping around in Hollywoodland
Lindsay Lohan is like Aquaman
Swimming in liquor
So the booze had to kick her
Beyonce has no sense
Overrated and totally dense
Style stealer
Booty revealer
She’s the one dating that old drug dealer
Gwen Stefani
More like Glen Stefmani
Ripped off everything from Gucci to Armani
But of course you were trying to flaunt
Said you can get any man you want
Yea, probably a tranny
37 but you look like a granny
All that make up totally caked up
The Botox broke as you spoke
Your yodeling on that song was such a joke
Yodel lay he….boo
And Julie Andrews looks younger than you too
No doubt you need to shut your mouth
Ripping off my culture
You blackface little vulture
Chorus:
Den of thieves
An affront to anyone who believes
In being real
And a fair deal
The things you do
Are coming back to you
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