Lyrics:
the military
Back-Back of the club smokin' hella tree
I'm-I'm in your yard spillin' cranberry
(J-J-John)
Big guns, yeah, you know we bring artillery
Dressed up
groups, such as agricultural
Labor, military, business, scientific, Or
Guild associations, On the basis of their
Common interests crowism is
An anti-Italian
hospitals and health facilities
We've seen massacres live streamed on our phone screens
The Zionist State with it's high tech weaponry
Dropped 6000 bombs
CHANGE YOUR MIND
CHORUS
African Presidents change your mind
African Politicians change your mind
African Military change your mind
African
not sustain such a lopsided approach to deficit reduction.
You can't reduce the deficit by slashing social programs, military benefits, public service
at the local pub? Where'd I get my fags?
Who'd empty out my dustbins? Would I still get plastic bags?
If there were no hospitals, and no doctors too,
If I'd
gbana
Military gbana
Polities gbana
Religion gbana
The country gbana
Tenant gbana
Landlord gbana
Road gbana
Drivers gbana
Passenger gbana
Police gbana
and pass the baton on?
Vote with your feet
Make company
Form a military of peace and kill the king
Be a citizen of planet earth
Be a bigger man
the hospital, took five like me
You living fantasies, nigga, I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why a nigga
the hospital, took five like me
You living fantasies, nigga, I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why a nigga
taking our power, we going, we shooting
We flexing, we count the stacks
More money than just about any military
But people think we are scary
Cuz we are,
to the military/and came back home paranoid and hallucinating/because they've seen a lot of soldiers die which were their teammates and their friends/and seen a lot
to carry enough water
Oluwa make you hear my matter
The street is military
Nobody cares if you get military training
You fuck up they treat am
Life goes
motherfucker)
The fuck you talkin' about?
Let's get it on now he got shot and left the
Hospital the same day bring the noise
When? What month, motherfucker?
A life of work, is a life of crime
You pay your taxes, you serve your time
All that money, where does it go?
Schools, prisons, hospitals, roads
A life of work, is a life of crime
You pay your taxes, you serve your time
All that money, where does it go?
Schools, prisons, hospitals, roads
let's talk about where you go
When you get hurt a hospital so you don't die
Well big pharma says
Fuck you I'm gonna charge you Five hundred dollars for
that
Cause Israel editing the playback
Lied about beheaded babies said we lying about our counts
Meanwhile you adjusting their amounts
Bombing hospitals
fuels the flights the hospitals the police military and the schools
And yes your taxes are funding my next private jet too
How do you expect us to build
world war II"
And then carried him to darkened hospital room
And saw him moan and curse and he remembers you
And we can't identify the enemy
And it
elephant, rape and pillage your village
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerillas
This ain't a real war, Vietnam shit
World War II, that's a war, this is
intend to annihilate what I put together
They don't want to do what I got out from a military
And they want to push and then fire my lyricist
I would
her the door?
Baby father's mum, any room at the inn?
Military road open doors welcome in
Charlotte's born, mum's 17
Search for Rhys, where's he
marijuana, cuss its to friendly
They don't want smoke, like I raise the military
Your homies hometown is the cemetery
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Smoking that green strong sour
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