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days 

Yeah this fucked up world is a fucked up place 

Got some fucked up lives 

In a fucked up state 

Dragged to church by a collar 

So it’s fuck

Donald Pack
Black lives we crossing Blue Lines
On god I got my Brothers back

came up
Coz we stay prayed up
My nigga we done came up
Coz we stay prayed up

Joburg, big city, fast life
Dirty cash, fast cash that cost lives
Survival,

to any man
She an equal and she got a wife woman is love of her life she teacher young
Brother and sister to live life and live right plus she unapologetic

The Mothers
The Brothers The Sisters
The Anties The Uncles
The Nieces and The Nephews
The Wives The Husbands
The Friends The Comrades
The Youngsters The old

to the cause
When he used his gun

His competitors he hunted down
And took out one by one
All except for you, my love
My beautiful black swan

These war games we

the illusion go and live in harmony

The trees come down and businesses come in
Habitats destroyed by the hands of men
The soil is breached for oil and machines

okay
Nothing can change my mind inside, no matter what they say
I'll live my life two steps behind but before I die
I should sort this mess made by a war

industrialized
All I want is to save their lives

I believe my perfect world can be idealized
Ah

I dared to dream
I'd share the truth by pulling at the seams

I'd

When I seem like a big deal for you
I just changed you in my phone
To Kasland, the new rapper
You've been blessed by Saint James
It's going down
You

rather be an earshot
And hear mum's
But I'm here and
Fantasy Shelter
That's where I live
I'm gonna get my key cut
Make plans to leave it in safe hands
For

The solace in myself
I swear I’ll never take it for granted
I’m tryna live my own life
Held back by angels of light
Telling me the cloud I’m soaring on
Holds

try to live your life, they try to say it's sedition
Add it up like it's addition (Basic math)
Getting by with a keyboard with twelve keys
To move

Shooter and the victim
(Will live)
Loser and the victor
(Forever)

I'm the worst, even at my best
Especially when brain is directed by my chest
It's hard

The solace in myself
I swear I'll never take it for granted
I'm tryna live my own life
Held back by angels of light
Telling me the cloud I'm soaring on
Holds

Yeah
Yeah
Now if you lov'em put yo hands up (yeah)
If you need Him put yo hands up (yeah)
Can't live without Him put yo hands up
Put yo hands up
Put

Sing unto God
Sing praises
Extol him that rideth pon the heavens by his name
What his name?
Jah!
Ride Natty ride, ah
Ride Natty ride
We riding, aye!

just fine
Maintain this flame
That burns up the pain
When we live life in vain

I give it all, all to the moment
Nothing for myself, I will never own it

Change your mind
In this world, nobody is wrong or right
Awareness is the key
To transform suffering in qualities
Every time
That your mind is

The More We Live-Let Go

Yes

Union [Japan]

1991

All our thoughts of doubt and fear (We leave it all by one)
The more we live, the more we learn, the more we know.
For each of us the road is clear

branded by your habits so it seems
How I cage my brain and swallow my own key
Release me of this shame, that set you free
No more

I can’t hold back,

Non Compos Mentis

Aceyalone

Haiku D'Etat [Pure Hip Hop]

2004

a heavyweight, they call 'em Ab Rude
this is not simply just to downplay wishes
made by emcees who found they status
do what you do to live life lavish
have this

Food for Thoughts

Smoothe Da Hustler

Once Upon a Time in America

1996

to get heard
The uncut give it to niggas raw gets absorb
Why is it that every black brother talks the slang
Why is it that slang determines if a brother

of post pardom
Pardon
Another black body 
Downed from black hands
But black lives matter
To whom then fam?
Who can deliver
These thoughts
That others be