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stage, just hold my hand
Promise you'll never see me again
Promise I'll meet you soon as I land
Whatchu' gon' do for a wristband?
Ooou
Everybody say "heyo"

born in and learned to fly..

Teh-Hell-Ran..
Is my land!
It's my heroin! I shooting in but i won't die!

Don't Fuck With This Band!

I born to defend! my

I'll Fly Away

Connie Smith

I Never Once Stopped Loving You

1970

I'll die hallelujah by and by I'll fly away
When the shadows of this life had flown I'll fly away
To see my loved ones that have done gone all I'll fly

Yeah, alright, Kadalack Boyz
East side, west side, south side

On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in

across the land
Destroying tyrants by demand
Let loose the dogs and sound the horns
They'll all be dead by the morn

Arrows flying out overhead
The sound

opinions
And your love between this dividend
Of the scars your heart is beating
Trivial by your own damn screaming

So escape this land riddled with fate

Awful things are happening in this world today
Infact, the words of an old hymn come to mind
Its an unfriendly world
Tragedies by land and sea,

Baby tell me where you wanna go I can prolly take you there
Just pick a location baby we can land right there
When I'm with you I don't pay attention

the wilderness
Into the land of milk and honey
And when your children go and do what they asked of you
Back by the burning tree
Gonna go downtown and hang around

the wilderness
Into the land of milk and honey
And when your children go and do what they asked of you
Back by the burning tree
Gonna go downtown and hang around

move my lips, never dissin
Less its on the government
Don't enlist, why risk
Point the finger, get pissed, track em down, and slit
You know where I'm

as high
Spread your fear across the land
Go on and build your machines
Let 'em touch the sky
The days have passed you by

Go on and build your machines

Dwelling Of The Most High
cka Jesus Dance

It's pt:2 the salvation riddim
Rich Kid the Jesus dance is controversial 
It's not my fault it's Jesus

to the rhythm of the telephone poles
Going by

Riding in the bed
Up against the cab of Mike's truck
Cool island air
Blowing through my hair

Cause Everything goes

to levitate from lacking of dividends
We running that in a trance governed by Bernie sans
Mistakes from burning man cutting to burning lands
Cali needed a hand

Written by Jeff Coleman

Walk my way
Do what I want and say
Tow the line
Your ass is mine

What you say has no bearing now
This ain’t wanted by

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Over the trees I land on the sand
Salty air by the sea in low tides I stand

I count my thoughts when it's dark at life I marvel and all

to Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
Die by my hand
I creep across the land

Open air prison
Land sea and from the sky
Last of the Mohicans
And we just refuse to die
Fighting for survival
Hear my Battle cry
The worlds got

Quicksand! Digested by land
Quicksand! Swallowing you
Quicksand! Lend me your hand
Quicksand! Out of the goo

Stuck in the sand again
Head first like

across the land
The desert has a soul
I manifest the paradigm
Through sacred titans guided by my hands
Through soul of sand

Unfamiliar yet I dream of you

and my friends and I are fools here I stand in this land of pass me by again
Do you wonder if she’s thinking of you right now in the afternoon on her way

Well how do you do, Private William McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your grave side?
A rest for awhile in the warm summer sun
I've been

whippin'
(Whip) kill TEC by his hip
He said, "I got you, just keep makin' hit's"

Monеy stuck on my mind
Live like fuck 'cause you run out of time
Oh, you