Key: F# minor
Verse 1
Don't forget the creme
Don't forget the creme
G#m
Em
Don't, don't,
don't forget the creme
C
Em
You know what mean?
For the creme
Don't forget the creme
The creme will always rise up
G#m
Em
It was scripted in the holy book
The last shall be the first
The foundation for the future
Was first laid in the past
The meek shall inherit the earth
I know there's glory predictions
My eyes have seen it's
no longer a dream
G#m
Em
We're like sacrificial lambs
to the slaughter
Used for offering but no blessings
Come back to headquarters
From
Alpha to
Omega
The start and the finish
In the beginning was truth
Throwing morals out the window
Wannabe
Ringo stars
Far from off the fucking bar
Simple things were complicated
Pure adulterated
Now the true art form
G#m
Em
Is getting slated but they forgot
Dream of the crop
Rise to the top
Been doing this from your dot
So my shit can't flop,
preserving the tradition of ripping mics for centuries
Dead work in engineering tracks,
rumbling like tube trains
That's the sound of the
music that dug us up
Monday
Same ones our forefathers came with,
the same shit
Intertwined and became hip,
don't forget the cream
Don't, don't,
don't forget the cream
don't forget the
Don't forget the dream
The dream will always rise up
You know what mean
Don't, don't, don't,
don't forget the dream
Yeah
the time's up
Em
Droplets of acid rain burning through umbrellas,
crystallised ice ice
Mind bending like
Uruguela, who's that good fella?
With the
Mac -10 in a
Jacuzzi
I'm
Ella
Fitzgerald,
Nelson
Mandela,
Fela
G#m
Kuti
one river of blood
I'm ready like
Malcolm looking out
windows with a
Kalashnikov
Some build, some destroy, some win,
some lose, some fools
Only wanna fit in other people's shoes
Look in a squeezer, bring it,
you best to start slinging your hook
And book a one -way holiday with
Thomas
Cook or
Lon
Polly
Just get away,
I don't care how you get there, just go
G#m
Too many blood clots clogging the flow
Jumping up, residing,
cruising for a bruising
Looking for a good fucking hiding
A few slaved away and paved
the way for us to bust
While others took the bread crust,
and those who lust
You've been exposed to suss and
deserve to get cussed
You struck a bargain with the devil
to be a disciple all your life
Now you wanna flog your wares of
G#m
Em
G#m
Em
merchandise
G#m
Em
All these fantasies they make believe
For fuck's sake the dreams
are fake like tarot
cards and tea leaves
Your little nuns bag a notch of dal in your
fancy garb
All you're doing is greasing
the enemy's palms
with small
It's written in
Psalms, read the
Bible for
proof I've sworn in to tell the truth,
the whole
truth
And nothing but the truth,
100 % over -proofed
dark rhyme
Salute the ghetto youths and the ghetto that
I come from
Big up all erudans and anatons
I show respect for my elders and get
respect from the younger ones
Life cycles of the star, born on the 17th of
June
Revolutions of monsoon,
G#m
Em
stay tuned to the sun and the moon
The darkness and the light,
imagine being stripped of your
Basic human rights, lights, camera action,
videotape attraction
Cyberspace technology,
my mind daily like a marathon
Battling these forces like I'm
Saracen, the gladiator
All praise is due to the creator,
a no man's creator
Joining through regions like the
G#m
Em
equator
Don't forget the cream
You know what mean
Don't forget the cream
You know what I mean
Em
What?
Em
Em
Em
Em
The time's up, your time's up,
Em
Em
Em
cause the truth will always rise up , the best to rise up, yeah
Em
you
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