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The Sum of Who We Are (Framing Hanley) · Sum and Substance (The Mission UK) · Sum of the Parts (Larry Ridley) · And Now to Sum Things Completely Different (Phloide.com) · A Tribute to Sum 41 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Sum and Substance (The Mission UK) · Sum and Substance [Video] (The Mission UK) · The Best of Sum 41: 8 Years of Blood, Sake and Tears (Sum 41) · The Sum of Who We Are (Framing Hanley) · Greater Than the Sum of His Parts (Eddie Harris) – and 90 other albums »


don't care about your face
The color of your eye
Or the tone of your skin
Don't care where you are
Don't care where you been
'Cause where we gonna go
Is
From the slaveship to the chain
From the task master's whip to my brain
Kidnapped, enslaved, raped
And killed by the lynch clan
Again and again
Is it
I'm riding in the 7,
Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven.

[Chorus]

[Nas]
And still my talent is yet to be challenged,
Had new jet
It's just another day, drowning my troubles with a forty
That's when I got the call from this brown skin shorty
She asked me where's my crew at, said
water in, yo' pinacle boots

See I get my hair cut and I get my nails done
Everybody know my name and baby, where I'm from
See they treat me like
(Skee-Lo)
Growin up as a kid tough skins and Afros 
Wasn't South Central, but still it came natural 
There wasn't nobody to watch my back
Didn't want
beat a widow
They said if one man's life is the sum of something
I want to see your fears materializing!"
Where are the six nightmares at this costume
Tell our self we'll fallback as soon as that money stop (oh!) 
Yet heat still on ya what (and)
Dudes stand on the corner like if life passes us by
more than a crush, I just might be in love

A six year difference is a ten year sentence
And with the pigment on my skin
I don't want to be another
there's more where I came from
So I bring em to my Dunns and spread love.. (40th side, Vernon)

We turn b****es out, take turns in that b**** mouth
where I came from
So I bring em to my Dunns and spread love.. (40th side, Vernon)

We turn bitches out, take turns in that bitch mouth
Carve niggaz
cuffs was after my wrists

Was not Beverly hills where we chilled
Imagine this, the nas 'n' rith had to get from rags to rich
I used to stand
don't care about your face
The color of your eye
Or the tone of your skin
Don't care where you are
Don't care where you been
'Cause where we gonna go
Is
Professor X:
"Freedom or death, we shall all be moved.  Vanglorious!  This is
protected by the red, the black, and the green, with a key,
Where’s all mah soul sistas
Lemme hear ya’ll flow sistas

Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista

He
was 6'10" with thick skin
Put a little bass in my voice like pitchmen
Cause where I come from
Where I come from, we all come from
Sky, moon,
my skin was suffocating my ribs
Now we got bitches interior decorating my crib
Touch the love I got like you holding my heart in my hand
And watch
never die
Got a squint to my eye like I can't take the world in
Too much beauty to behold by one person
Wear the sky around my shoulder like a tailor
or skin they search us
Why pattin by my burners? You actin like you nervous
Make a mistake and get shot by accident on purpose
7 were made, when they
shot by cops, ripped him up with cutters
This my state and guess what, he with my skin color (He was white)
Looked like going to that place fucked up
Rollin' by the beach
I see a dude with different skin than me
Instead of give a pound, I back track to cross the street
I ain't bullet proof, sucker could
killed em
They call it it Thanksgiving, I call your holiday hellday
Cause I'm from poverty, neglected by the wealthy
Me and my niggas share gifts every day
Professor X:
"Freedom or death, we shall all be moved.  Vanglorious!  This is
protected by the red, the black, and the green, with a key,
with my old dude, what the fuck you goin' do?
I'm quick to curse you, I told my mother that I'ma hurt you
if you ever again mention a curfew
want to sink my inches, into that bitch's, 
Berry-framed mouth" 
So one goes North, the other South 
To sanctified places where in-house spirits