Lyrics:
own war
I had no choice, but to go forth
Live by the words on my voice like I'm noble
And this whole world, will go and say
Josepe won't ever go and do
in fear
Crashin through the door of that WHORE
Bringin a end to this gold chain WAR
What you saw KRS One is now seeing
Another fly human being
the sound of glass shattering
I quickly turn around to see what's happening
Joe is on the ground blood splattered and
He went to brace his fall while walking
Out in Arizona where the bad men are,
And the only friend to guide you is an Evening Star,
The roughest, toughest man by far
Is Ragtime Cowboy
to the same fight
They got us suspecting a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord
Lord, you left me stranded and I don't know why
Told me
average joe
It's time for you to burn by dawn
Suckin' me dry until I had no more
Go back to hell, I'm getting back to where I
Was before I ever met you
I
the fuck up
Are you my friend?
Hell no, you're a racist
You say you got one black friend, so you're in
Sorry homie, no win
Check the facts
Mexicans
But so what
I'm sleazy it's not easy being Joe Smut
With more bucks than you can count
More than what's in your clutch
I could fund a small war
the real deal
Whoever thinks Hell exists I hope your minds will heal
The last thing I want is a War full of blood and tears
If it came down to that Would my
the fuss about
We're fighting 'cause the war's not won
We're fighting 'cause the war's not won
We're fighting for the young ones hated by the cruel
our turn to play calypsos
Yo me and you meet me by the two
A war goin' on that's involvin' the crews
Bring both your arms Rel and Moose down in
stride
The illusion is slow
My mark already set
When you ready
We can go
Let’s go
I am not yo average joe
I promise you
I’m the overachiever
The overcomer
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
know He opens doors
Singing la la la la la
Singing la la la la la
Kelis - Star Wars
I was the first new born babe
Brought to you by the fearsome
wasted lives
And only one or two get recognized
But what good is a medal when you're dead? tell Uncle Sam I said
I ain't goin' to war for a shit
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
Hell is not so far away
Hell is not so far away
When the sun will die in the sky
Hell is not so far away
Convoys roll through corpse filled streets
above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your
the saddest Joe on the corner of the town
"Listen to the words" he cries
I love him in his craziness, his tatters and his courage
He'll thumb his nose
motherfucking professional like Hershel
Falker, the talk of the game is I, but I wonder if he'll still be talking after I die
But that's not important
Money's
This is a war on religion
This is a war on the children
They give you the cure with the sickness
This is a war on tradition
This is a war on religion
Before you advertise
All the fame is implied
With no fortune unseen
Sell the rights
To your blight
Time-machine
While I'm dulled by excess
And a cynic
All I'm left with is images
With that I'm putting emphasis
And in parentheses
Put he's hated by large percentages
And all my nemesis won't even let
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