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I'll say it now
Cause I want it now

When personality is scar tissue
We travel south with this use
I'm subtle like a lion's cage
Such a cautious
But the land was already claimed by a people
When the cowboy came and when the soldiers came
The story of the American Indian is in a lot of ways
(Help them. Help our children. Help them. Help our children)

Will you let them be? (Help the children)
Will you help the children live to see...
desert you
We know what we doin, we wise and we chillin
We calculate against the continued cries of our children
They may be cryin now but they won't be
our children White Flag Warriors

Core-to-core
Were the ones
We've been waiting for
We hold steady
Steadier than stevedores
Not tevias
my mom's vaginal
Cavity, now I'm surrounded by creeps and freaks
Had to watch my back in the New York streets
Fly, like an aeroplane, more powerful
our children White Flag Warriors

Core-to-core
Were the ones
We've been waiting for
We hold steady
Steadier than stevedores
Not tevias
you
We know what we doin, we wise and we chillin
We calculate against the continued cries of our children
They may be cryin now but they won't be
and feel remorse for nada
The momma divorced the father, the children are droppin blotter
The rich get richer, poverty's hot under the collar
Takin'
in sign, I hear the trials 
in the cries of men, that's when the riot begins 
Like things never get better, we forever 
servin Ebekenezer, since
The golden rule
And the idea of freedom
Not just the same
Castle in the sky
Haunted by white-sheeted ghouls
Filled with hate me
And hate you
And proud
when I saw
The white soldiers
One hundred or more in a line
Kill for the land
Saying their law will stand
What kind of god do they see?
don't get killed when they're
Buying their cocain
Stuffing it up their noses
Showing their children why we're

Chorus:
Lost In America, lost In America
leg and to buy my eye.
The newspapers call me 

The state of the art, 
And the children, 
When they see me, cry.
I thought it would be nice
stood listenin'

Into a tunnel I did rise, like a grave inside
But I was young and able
When I came out the other end
Ah through the smoke, the winter
Said that it will ne-ver last
But I'm here by your side, the love of my life

[Ghostface]
And I'm here, that's my word
Only fight you when we makin
baths, high ceilings
All of the art of drug-dealin' cause every mil
Is two for me, when it's all tax-free
Pray for God's children, all except for me
president, and the focal point when I'm campaigning
Is to put FEMA to work on a plantation at Camp David
Demand payment for New Orleans with the best
In search of human cattle
Drawn toward their anguished cries
Drowned by machine gun rattle
Compassion less as mortals die
They feed as we lie
the power that you must give me

Send the children outside! Don't resist! Don't cry!"
The ray of hope as hoe of rape
Reflecting light from tractor
desecrated
By arrogance and deadly hatred
Their names are standing for the wrong direction
In a time when god gives no more protection

Corpses
get the last laugh, hah,
No future no past we live for the right now
Want us to pipe down,
But this is what life sound like when thugs cry
And I
[ CHORUS ]
Victory
Ours are the cries that breathe life in the concrete
Victory
Ours are the tears that splash genius at God's feet
Victory
Ours are
when you're sleeping
He knows if you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake

I am dreaming of a white Christmas
When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush
And all the time you were holdin' three queens
And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you