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And the journal too!
Mister Hearst and Pulitzer have we got news for you!
Now the world will hear
What we've got to say!
We've been hawkin headlines but we're makin

The World Will Know

Alan Menken

Newsies

1992

And the World will know
And the Journal too

Mr. Hearst and Pulitzer, have we got news for you

See, the world don't know
But they're gonna pay

'Stead

Until we break the will of mighty Bill and Joe 

NEWSIES:
And the World will know
And the Journal too
Mister Hearst and Pulitzer
Have we got news for you

Residuals yeah we cash that
New ranks yeah we smash that
Waking up in the morning
From sun rise we running
Journal down my goals
Ask us how we make money
All

to you
I'll never stop loving you, what we made is eternal
I can study your ways, and took a page from your journal 
Now I can walk through a lions den

would be the stories from the journal
While I'm working on a track, mixing shades of green with purple
I'm verbal but reek of herbal
Rank high so just

that appeal, mass-consumed with zeal
And you feed the machine
Xenophobic and clean
And we all form ranks
Accept guns, accept tanks
On the streets, where

one on a holiday
When no crimes was made
Journal full
Never blank
I'm thanking moms
She taught me
Boys don't cry
Hilary swank
Pay attention
Every line

me the strength, I'm tryna push through
Slowly climbing the ranks but feel too big for these shoes
I got nothing to lose, I'll give my all to this shit

it's a new chapter 
It's funny the tried to keep me out the circle 
And now say I act brand new 
Everything comes in a circle
I got rank Colonel 
It

could mine this
Been the livest, my rank starts with a minus
You number one
That only means that you behind this
Take a bite of my life, sample

And leave you to another crying day with your journal and a pen
I know it's rough cos I faced a knife to my chest
Back when I thought that I had no one

kennel
I don't wanna argue conversation settled
I pop like a kernel
My rank is a colonel
Jump thru da hoops and I divvy the hurdles
That mean I don't got

journey (Sojourner) in my journals
I left a blueprint eternal
Silverback spine with the black armor
Snake charmer
Till he get close then throw them in

Gang's All Here

Heltah Skeltah

Magnum Force

1998

the crew sayin I'm merciful 
I wrote a few, journals in my Nocturnal state 
Blaze like an inferno, watch niggas just cremate 
Too late to run and turn

Anne Frank
Writing in my journal in front of
The whole rank like a colonel
Whenever I'm on the track
Guarantee that it's nasty
Hit ya with the steel
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