Lyrics:
standing by the
sea But your hand was warm against my face The beach
was dark as death Your kiss was my life's breath And
lovin' you's like drowning in
open the minds
Of every black man, white man, no color, my writing hand
Is like dynamite, I fight for land
Blood stains yo, gettin' money affect
standing by the sea But your hand was warm against my face The beach was dark as death Your kiss was my life's breath And lovin' you's like drowning in
not satisfied.
He demands an autopsy
So I grabs him by the tail and what happens
He flips his tail
I lands on his head
He flips his head
I lands
to me;
Her two eyes blazed in anger
And her throat throbbed agony.
Once my heart could cry in sorrow
Now it lies there on the floor
In the ashes by
Oh give me land, lots of land, and the starry skies above, don't fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love, don't fence me
hand
Can make a stand and be heard in this land
So,
[Chorus: ]
So I stood by the watch road
Till the October of their days
With the winds to my
Oh give me land lots of land under starry skies above don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love don't fence me in
Let
never make much speed
"Cause I have to stop and touch, the ones who need so much
Then sometimes others pull me, off of Your narrow way
And by my
you through the dark
Over land and the mountains high
Leaving tonight
It's my last goodbye
Die by the sword and pray
And close your eyes
You hear
coming you should christen
Never faultier, sheep I slaughter
Kingdoms fall by my hand
Gather wealth and burn their stead
I'm here to savage the land
dollars, you
Don’t have no green, no pesos
No piece of my land could ever be
Dedicated for your hands to till
And you couldn’t feel me if you was also ill
I
the land of the Hahaha
Wolf on the prowl
Like a wolf on the prowl
I ain't ever gonna howl
As soon as I lay my eyes on my prey
Now it's time to growl
Like
man, gotta have a blicky when I land
You keepin' your business clean, everyone tryna endorse you
I will never stick my dick in no one I pay child
Return
In my brothers in arms I trusted
To the other side we'll be together
In bravery we trust By pride and sword
Our land will never die
No doctrines
to find my way to you
I've grown too sure that my bones are still sore
We had our time in pastures green
Now the land's dried up with the soles of my feet
land in the Volta Region
100 Soldiers by me you can't even find me
Gave about a 100 Milli to the Ghana army
Bout a bout a 100 Milli to the Ghana army
take their stand
With hands nailed and bored by scars
It gets worrisome for the land of the bland
Because the sands of hail and gore will soon rain like
The Stranger (Misanthropy)
Words & Music By F. Cantos
This Is Me
The Wicked One
A Man Without His Own Home Land
Everywhere I Found Myself
I’m
down
Cuz' I do what I can
F&N and it stay right by my hands
Niggas know I'm the chief in command
In the sky I'm so high never land
Nigga's broke flexing
candy paint, sprayed by that Eddie
12 coats of that clear lookin' like some grape jelly
My paint's drippin' wet, my slab is superb
Park the truck
Who'll buy my wheat
Who'll buy my corn
To feed my babies when they're born
Seeds and dirt
A prayer for rain
That I can use
I work the land
I
gonna be cool
You're gonna land it my friend
Sat by the fires light
Woodsmoke all in my eyes
Chain smoking cigarettes
The flames that
this blood shed at my hands
But you lived for our family
And this is Family Land
Mama died when I was young, it left just me and Paw
We poured our hearts
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