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We've lost our sight through the d???
Blinded by the illusion of slave a s???
They took us from our homeland of wealth and truth
And went back
the best for the trying
And if I tell the truth when I I'm lying
What else can
What else can we do

Produced by David Rosenthal
Words and Music - Jane
Lead
the truth; 
Chrome and naugahyde; 
It's cool inside. 
The jukebox never stops, 
There's coffee in the pot, 
So come and get your fill 
At Junior's grill.
Who guards the truth
Oh lord most high
A frightened dove in a starless sky, oh-oh, oh oh oh
So high, most high, so high

Who hides the east from
up get on with it
Pick up pick on the truth pick up pick up pick up pick up on it

Light of days goes by by go bye bye go buy

Why are we shooting
David Hinds
I wake up in the morning and I
Flash my natty dread yaah!
Give praises to the most high JAH JAH
Then me hold a fresh
Ready for the world
[Words and Music by Steve Rowe]

Time Crusaders

Time Crusaders, minstrels of ancient worship
Time Crusaders, tunes from the heart of God
down, look and learn
See how a hot nigga, cook and burn
A nigga earn like David Stern
Mixed with Big Worm when he off that sherm
Now - bust a u-turn,
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
Maple Buckwheats
Frizzle on the stove
Queen of my heart
Please hear my plea
Electric Aunt Jemima
Cook a bunch for me

Tried to find a reason
Not
Jackson mall parking lot
Before the vice lords and folks, 
Before my friends started to buy, cook up and sell dope,
Before we all wanted to thug, 
Me
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
Now I'm not talking tough, telling the truth ought to be enough
I've had my share on the darker side
Sitting and starring at a TV screen, racking
Who could have done it?
Who could have done it
And I wonder where's the cook and her knife
Madam, said Adam, with his wife by his side, 
It was
sweet tea 
You may be glued to the television 
As happy 

As Larry 
You may be a doctor, 
Giving up the ghost 
You may be a short order cook
Beneath your calm, 
Behind your smile, 
You hide away your lies, 
Intimidating, Manipulating, 
The truth is in your eyes. 

My days and nights
look and learn
See how a hot *** cook and burn
A *** earn like David Stern
Mixed with Big Worm when he off that *** now

Bust a you-turn, come by your
receptions everywhere you go
Blinded with desire, I guess the season is on

So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth
But it's all, but it's all
And the man who pulled the trigger didn't even lose his necktie
Hi, I check Jimmy cutting hair at the barbershop
He plays the bass guitar, like David plays
with rats, I throw away the cheese
I'm ballin' baby, you see this nigga shine
I'm running shit (cb laughs) finish line
K-mac cook that beat, I eat
this urban drama
Every day our sons and daughters are led to the slaughter
Indoctrinated by a complacent social order

Decapitated they’re trying
talk about leavin
I'm on bended knee like Boyz II Men
Every now and then I cooks, clean, candlelight
Then if I truly set the scene put on some shit by
receptions everywhere you go
Blinded with desire, I guess the season is on

So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth
But it's all, but it's all
to do you like this
Oh man homey, when the tooley go click, click, click

It's the young high-roller, the talk of New York
David got my neck lookin'