Divine Comedy Tricky

Tricky

We make funds
They make guns
Bigger ones
Kill the sons
Kill the sons

We make funds
They make guns
Bigger ones
Kill the sons
Kill the sons

It's like everybody's got a criminal conviction
How can you say that with conviction
It's who I am Polygram
F**k you niggers
F**k you niggers
Who I am Polygram
Who I am
F**k you niggers

It's alright with me
If you don't like the sight of me
Don't lie to me
Do you like the inside of me
I wanna own the whole music industry
And everything in it
Wait a minute
Let my people sing it
Not just black people
All people, everybody's welcome
And everybody who disagrees can shove off
I'm frustrated
Lyrical paradin'
Do I have to be Italian to make it
I wanna get hooked up
Quit lookin' poor in me
What'd you call me