Lyrics:
never wore that army jacket?
Carhard to match it
Unlaced tims, the hood on my first album cover under plastic?
What if I was just another corny rapper?
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
conquer, we'll expand
Carrying hope, in every hand
Swords wielded by every woman and man
Backed by an army, as numerous as grains of sand
In our hearts,
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
also got the album copyrighted
We connected with other musicians and independent artists and started a band
I just knew that because of all the work we
forward
God the father, son and holy ghost is right before us
We are Christ army
We don't do sorcery
2-4-7 we protect our territory
Yesu na zuwa gaya wa
PRECIOUS!
Album art photography by richrad walsh @ streetshotsphotography.com
‘Mixed and mastered by Ryan Williamson - Off with their Records’
UrbNet Records
Which is ran by Darryl Rodway
It was the first time I had my music out on the national level
Around that time I started doing my first
"Sons of Rice"
With my best friend "Bobby"
This album is for all of us
And though I'm sounding jolly
My soul is still back home
I'm here only in body
I am
Rumors by Fleetwood Mac while I'm naked
Kendrick Lamar Section 80 and MAAD City
Band of Skulls Baby Darling Doll Face Honey
Bright Eyes The Peoples Key
His army jumps to action well prepared to fight
A tiny band of beautiful soldiers launching into flight
Swirling 'round the archon beast
Hear them howl
Burns out the Ukraine
Trees and umbrellas
Protect us from the new rain
Armies of engineers
To analyze the soil
The food we contemplate
The water
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
us beg to differ
As we set aside our differences
And assemble our own army
To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction
That we call our President, for
a what the fuck?
Gandhi was a fool, nigga fight to the death
The US Army is a school that
Teach ya plights of conquest
(I wonder when I wrote this, nah
Underestimated
Underrated and Over-hated
But I'll never ever, be, Indoctrinated
By the land of, the, Incarcerated
I'm a hundred percent, u.s. dissident
Ya can't
the army for us
I just gave all of my bitches some money
They gon' fuck me whenever I'm horny
I bought my niggas everything they wanted
They done gave
listen people, artists, bands
Before you get close with those brands
Before you think it's cool to go
Record free at converse studio
Before south by
say give up all that you have
How many of us could do it
Put the cross on my back, how many would nail me to it
Most of 'em the same ones who wear
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless
Play this, by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I'll be his
the theater of divine comedy.
Told about Jesus, told about the rain,
She told me about the jungle where her brothers were slain
By a man who danced
outbreak, –break
Oppressed right by a United
States government facility
Under Umbrella organization took off rapidly
The national army, the national guard
achieve enough to pay my toll
Will say the n-word when Benoit goes in the hall of fame
White house walls built by black hands
Usa ; understand secrecy’s
I don't need to be a global citizen
'Cause I'm blessed by nationality
I'm a member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity
There are things
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