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gonna become

A nation of slaves, we all say that
I can't find my way without following you
And I can't find my way without following you
And I can't
A vision of unselfishness, a union of black and white
One nation of all races, it's clear within my sight
I see it clear, no hate, no fear, no
Our world is divided, the boundaries have been drawn 
Ideas are decided by where you have been born 
You can't judge people by the government of their
This is breaking news
It appears that Air Force One was shot down
Somewhere over the Middle East this morning
By a sleeper cell of rogue terrorists,
And we neva got no room for no haters 
When we pull up on them 24 omegas 
While I'm smoking on a gar seeing Vega 
You by my side we be on one when we
the unknown
No words that I can give it
Except "my mind is blown"

[Chorus:]
World's spinning round in space
Lonely star without a face
Left by ourselves
TVLand and HBO
The History Channel, and QVC, and Lifetime
Your gonna

My butt is aking, as I watch Nascar racing
That show about undertaking, Larry
For people are different
And so are nations
You can borrow ideas
But you can't borrow situations

In Leningrad the people say
Perestroika can be
[MJG]
1 to the muthafuckin 2 to the muthafuckin 3
The sound of the boom is sweatin ya hard like a mystery
Could It be
The pimps could rule the nation
wonder 's
Funkay

I live Brooklyn like year 24 for sure
Sul c-notes in my tennis skirt(?)
And the kick hurts so good that I gotta sorta accents for this
be fooled my game is mental
We both out of town dog, what you trying to get into?
Viva, Las Vegas, see ya, later at the crap tables
Meet me by the one
earn my stripes

I represent it to the fullest
Any given day could die by the bullet
Strictly no perpetrating when I pull it
(I represent it
Two nations divided
By a common language
And about two hundred years of new songs and dancing
But the difference is language
And just the bits
rental, don't be fooled my game is mental
We both out of town dog, what you trying to get into?
Viva, Las Vegas, see ya, later at the crap tables
Meet me
a shark is attacked by a great white woman,
Actually I'm not going to do the sequel to Jaws at all, 
I'm making the sequel to 'Emanuelle', 
I call it
justified narrow mind protected
Botched ideas, violent years, vacant tears
Most severe is the day when my hero dies
Look between my eyes for my vision
a curfew especially for me and you the traces of the new world order
Time is getting shorter if we don't get prepared
People it's gone be a slaughter
My
a curfew especially for me and you the traces of the new world order
Time is getting shorter if we don't get prepared
People it's gone be a slaughter
My
a curfew especially for me and you the traces of the new world order
Time is getting shorter if we don't get prepared
People it's gone be a slaughter
My
the president heard of my idea
here's the solution for export problems, he thought
Production would be cheap, Finland is quite depressed country
And you'll get
a box of blow for no mo' then 24 down here
This is the season, for the zoe's round here
If you corner who you know you can get it for the low down here
my face
A fool could get his head split
A lot of doubters
Said it couldn't be done by me
them same suckers
Are now lookin' from under me
Wonder'n what
be fooled my game is mental
We both out of town dog, what you trying to get into?
Viva, Las Vegas, see ya, later at the crap tables
Meet me by the one
You decide to keen your pride 
I ain't waiting ain't got no patience 
Raised by the Grove I ain't got an education 
24 7 shawty fuck a vacation
way
Take the troops here Mr. "Only Way to Stop It"
I ain't checking for the crack, I'm worried about the social narcotics

	This is my land (Nah,