Lyrics:
the war of the Golf, war in the GULF
War in the GULF, crisis of the GULF, we say!!
Release Kuwait
Release Kuwait
Release Kuwait
Release Kuwait
I would
No more illness No more suffering. No more aging
The absolute mastery
No more illness No more suffering. No more aging
The area of perfection
No more
by asking another question. But the Israelis were vey curious about the Gulf War and what Americans had thought about it, and I tried to think
Nobody ever wins the war in the gulf between us
Something in my heart no longer could survive
Those battles in the day, the quiet in the night
I lost
cause you can't conform
Know that i'm coming
The war drum is humming
Y'all stay fronting
Suspicious like up to something
It's hilariously nothing
Y'all
the gulf
When the wells are dry on the flatlands
Cotton's all we got
In the days before the powerlines
when LBJ taught school
We dreamed of a fairer
on the gulf stream tour
You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war
Lay ya ass down on god's green floor
We playin' golf in the gulf of New Mexico
company keeps
Peace and dwell there never come, the willing of piece is to prepare for war
Memory, erase outburst, your doom is this fiery gulf
Touch it
blackness
Illness, poverty, death
Black child, black man, woman
May Jah protect
There's a war against my blackness
Seek the truth and bun the fact check
Black
And the Mississippi River's flowing downstream
Meet the Gulf of Mexico somewhere downstream
Meet the Atlantic Ocean somewhere downstream
Gonna meet you in the water
Now that I cannot
Bare with yourself anymore
The illness devours by dragging us
Into the morbid depth of
Memory lane
We lead our meaningless war, so
wars on foreign shores
That's what people are talking about
Some have a little and some have not
I'm getting by with what I've got
The rich getting
waah!
In the War of 1812!
Now some hillbillies from Kentucky,
Dressed in green and red,
Left home to fight in Canada,
But they returned home dead
It's
the decks, from there I watch us dying
Atlantic's current is really strong, the rope, the trees, the fire
I've been calculating for days why mental illness is
illness is a rage, indigo babies sleep at night,
and in their dreams they will fly away.
I am the earth, I am the moon, I am the sun, I am the drive, I am
the imperial fleet
In the Gulf of Leyte she will find defeat
The hell divers come screaming down
Along the Phillipines death is all around
Pacific war is getting
care
Fear the illness, pretty aware you must be
It might kill us, that’s the target we must hit
Just don’t forget to Love, don’t turn it into a war
run-run, here we come
Step the fuck up son
We're cuttin' 'n' killin' with this, the villain 'n' the illness
Step-step-step the fuck up son
Sit back 'n' watch
never flew with the fleas
So shit isn't mixed with pollen
Now I'm mobbing cos I'm war ready
I'm bossing cos I'm don ready
Penthouse to the private
Wake up and I'm feeling fine
As the chlorine air quells pain inside
And I've been down this path before
Aim for peace, you'll end up with a war
Chorus:
Now these West Coast players and we love to ball...
And these Gulf Coast Hustlers love to do it all...
And them East Coast killas ought
Chorus:
Now these West Coast players and we love to ball...
And these Gulf Coast Hustlers love to do it all...
And them East Coast killas ought
government?
Die for your country? That's shit
There's a gulf war vet, dying a slow
Cold death and the government says
"We don't know the source of his sickness"
new ritual
I took his advice everyday continual
And in the end the eventual
Demise of my individual
Mental illness in this country
Is taboo now cant
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