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On Tuesdays and Thursdays You better watch for the sweep Look them people gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street I'm layin off in some room by my
You watching transformers? where yo mama at? Can I swing by today oh I can't promise that I gotta bust a move a couple things to do Just let me take
Or will we give in too soon? We are children of the longest night And a bad bad moon Baby look ahead There comes a bad bad moon We are children
by children of Abraham But this bloodshed and carnage don’t understand Son raise your head find the star in the night sky Freedom will come Palestine
shoes Ghettoised children murdered in Broad daylight By those employed to protect them Live porn streamed to Your pre-teen's bedrooms Glass ceiling, no
Children are up dancing in the streets In the sticky middle of the night Summer serenade Of taxi horns and fun arcades Where right or wrong Under neon
to make it through the night Just trying to make it through night Oh will I, will I, will I Make it, make it, make it through the night Got a feeling
unbalanced but yet it's so real Being blacks another crime can you picture that Dark nights dark times and dark days In slaved by society no chains And they
and unpunished Murder in the streets It will be guns and roving mobs Land will be useless Food will become a diminishing return Nuclear power will be taken over by
fighting for Is this what my children will be known for For a Smallpox blanket in the summertime You're a gateway drug on a Friday night But I know your love
don't know why God I wish I could fucking cry fuck Wish I could change the past If I'm really kinda being brash I've been backstabbed By lovers and loved
on the front page of the newsletter I don't know why I wasn't surprised at all I guess I had a funny feeling Last night standing at the ceiling I kinda knew
By six he's out of bed, she makes his coffee sweet He grabs his boots and his coat Leaves a note that says, 'I love you' And runs to catch a bus
Listen to the rhythm Listen to the beat It has a cold wind blowing Up through the street Soul crying out People crying out In through
Geedorah now its on in the streets Rhymes like Visine to keep your eyes clean Blinded by the high beams and miles of dry memes Clogging your twitter feed
Last night I lay a sleeping there came a dream so fair I stood in old Jerusalem, beside the temple there I heard the children singing and ever
generation destroyed by madness Starving hysterical naked Dragging themselves through the Negro streets at Dawn looking for an angry fix Angel headed hipsters
Children carry through the streets A brightly painted star Angels gather round the hearth Strumming on guitars Men of great renown and faith Say
to death that's painted by the numbers With crime unapplied pressure, cats is playing God But having children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it We
is part of our life in our neighborhood And give them a taste of the same And when we kill the governments children And the streets smell
grow higher Long after midnight, children awake Journeys await them, chances to take Run through the streets to the carnival grounds Hoping to ride
Final night draws near On the old house by the hill Night draws near Where the children all played at will When the sun at last comes down
Time" "Lee Harvey Oswald was shot." "I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
The parade of souls Is marching across the sky Their heat and their light bathed in blue As they march by The All Stars play 'When the Saints
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