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They were the dispossessed reclaiming what was theirs

We come in peace they said to dig and sow
We come to work the lands in common and to make
They were the dispossessed
Reclaiming what was theirs

'We come in peace' they said
'To dig and sow
We come to work the land in common
And to make
he'll lose
Got them goin' nowhere blues
Through the back way in the alley
Sellin all you should refuse
Looks like Jane has finally given in
Hey, what
Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah
We can't wait to bake, hell yeah

Roll, roll one up
Got a J, make a plane, now we goin' up
All day, every day, we ain't
goin' nowhere blues
And on the stage beneath the spotlight
Woody Guthrie sings the news
He's always ready for the good fight
Never thinkin' that he'll
hey
Don't say shh just walk on by
Don't say shh just walk on by

Don't say shh just walk on by
I'm goin' make it hell in your life, hell in your
you feelin' this s***
Because I hear what I'm sayin', I know I'm killin' this s***

I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make
the proof is back just go through my rap
New York New York yeah where my troopers at
Where my hustlers where my boosters at
I don't care what you do for
headed straight for hell

I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one
And he
we're headed straight for hell

I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got
it
Girl, I'm already there
It's been over
I don't know why you're holdin' on
I'm not goin', I'm not goin', I'm not goin'
I'm gone

What you're
prayer
Take away your language
Cut off all your hair
Sacrifice the loved ones
Who always stood by me
Stranded in the wasteland
Set my spirit free
we're headed straight for hell

I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got
Sacrifice your prayer
Take away your language
Cut off all your hair
Sacrifice the loved ones
Who always stood by me
Stranded in the wasteland
Set my
right there in the middle by me
I was thinkin' bout a long kiss
Man just gotta get goin'
Where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'
But what was
know is do or die
Ah-ha-ha

Hard to understand
What a hell of a man
This cat of the slum
Had a mind, wasn't dumb
But a weakness was shown
'Cause his
that's what they askin me
Hit skins, causin catastrophes
Get pinned, by me and my family
Sip gin, fulfillin yo' fantasies
In yo condition I'm wishin
Paddies start gettin' on down

When we hit the stage, police chief goes nuts
What the hell am I gonna do with 30,000 drunks
He say, "Stop the music, I'm in
Sittin' right there in the middle by me
I was thinkin' bout a long kiss
Man just gotta get goin' 
Where the night might lead
I know what I was feelin'
know is do or die
Ah-ha-ha

Hard to understand
What a hell of a man
This cat of the slum
Had a mind, wasn't dumb
But a weakness was shown
'Cause his
and they glared
Half them clearly impaired by rage or exhaustion
The rest were just touchy as hell

Somewhere near Paterson everything slowed to a crawl
happy people is as the devil was, 
Sweeter than me habit 
When I get to hell 
All the evil will line up, 
And celebrate my death by drinkin' cups
keep goin
Don't stop, keep goin
Don't stop, keep goin
Don't stop..
Don't stop..

Keep it goin, got my nigga Slip Capone
Hahahaha, hell yeah, lot
know is do or die
Ah-ha-ha

Hard to understand
What a hell of a man
This cat of the slum
Had a mind, wasn't dumb
But a weakness was shown
'Cause his
is back just go through my rap
New York New York yeah where my troopers at
Where my hustlers where my boosters at
I don't care what you do for stacks
I