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your history man
I'm Fred Hampton mixed with Marcus Garvey
Quick to turn a racist to a fucking martyr
Feel this Black reign that's the Black power
Fuck
Like I'm Deion once the sirens start
Ring ring by the park, my pants keep falling
I hop the fence easy (uh)
They stopped chasing, damn, my ID dirty
a poor man's trouble
Yes Lord to help me home
I'm gonna buy me a poor man's trouble
Yes Lord to help me home
And when I get my trouble and woe
Then
sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home, hey

Now when the phone start to click in, your words start to echo
Say you got to hang up but the man won't let
or Portugal, Indonesia
El Salvador, Spain, Marrocos, Senegal
Or better
Where we from no matter
Love unite us we really in love forever
Hook-(Fleep):
I appreciate
is free

Imagine a people
Affected by an evil
That only few like we know
When slavery was legal
Never seen as equal
Shackled and made to leave home
Last Christmas was a shit show
Everybody stayed home
Drinking by the fire
Drinking all alone
Last Christmas was a crap fest
We were all stressed out
Until the night he raped her
Followed her home
Pistol in her purse
Holdin' her own
Still haunted by the scent of his cologne
One in his dome, she
like a teen
Wish I could kill you that way you'd only
Exist in my memory
The idea of you could never be spoiled by
Your immaturity
Wish I could feel you
the old man
And drink it with him till I can't stand
Never been so lonely when I get home
I'm gonna hit up all the homies
And then we'll get stoned
See my
when you come home, hold on

To all of my fellas up in jail that's in there gettin' swell
That ordered my music, bought my music through music-by-mail
We
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?

Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?

Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
Now brave boys, we're on the march
Off to Portugal and Spain
Drums are beating, banners flying 
The Devil at home will come tonight
So it's go, fare
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
man, rich man's fool

Rich man, rich man never have dirty hands
Never hold a plow that's turnin' his land
Poor man holds it day by day
Did they make
Tired of taking when I'm taking
What they took from me
Tired of looking at the man in the mirror
Man cause that motherfucker gon make me
Wanna kill a man
Where yo home at? huh
Where is home
I'm on my way home
Where yo home at? huh
Where is home
I been on my own too long, too
Gone
Tell me, where yo home
over your bitch
Coming over your shit
Got my feet up on you sofas, man
I mean a hostess for my open hand
You coming home to dishes and empty soda
esperam e não Vos amam. 

Eu sou o Anjo da sua guarda, o Anjo de Portugal. 

Sanctissimae Trinitatis Pater, Fili et Spiritus Sancte, 
intime te adoro et
come back home, home again

From now on, these eyes will not be blinded by the lights
And from now on, what's waited 'til tomorrow starts tonight
all by myself and on my own, at the age of 13 I was running in them homes
Man I remember that shit so clearly, man I had to make it out
Told them once
I saw the sun begin to dim
And felt that winter wind blow cold
A man learns who is there for him
When the glitter fades and the walls won't hold
by cologne

I makes waves collide
I guess its known to whoever seen it
The way she struts her heels g on ma life its therapeutic
You only know bout

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