Lyrics:
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The Fad Of The Land
I'm a marinade
Of what's hot this
Land of the free
Home of the brave
Built by the slaves
They fearing our rage
Trapped us in a cage
These words from a sage
Land of the free
Home
Out in the square, a man in a raincoat
Standing there
We met by the land where the newsboy cries
He stole my heart with his laughing eyes
We smiled
I bet those shots ain't never gon land
That's been the plan
Muckin wit me I ain't playin pretend
I ain't never been into that
No I ain't much of a fan
to be down with the king!
The wanted man from the wanted clan
Wanted by every fan from across the land
Not a G.A.N.G from off the street
R. and U.N. D.M.C
tucking with this
African can from this kian land I know I can It's a war wick wick wick
wack that's Dionne Dionne should have predicted her quick trip
of an elite group of people
(Lyrics are swift and strong) never feeble
What we said yesterday will stand by tomorrow
While some chose to borrow
Brothers are
Here's my plan
When I land
The pain plane
Let pain paint
I'm not Dax
But I still got facts
In my bag
Could be Santa
Drinking up a Fanta
With some
(David Banner talking)
I wish I had my pistol.
Miggas, think the south is a fad nigga.
I went back and picked up my nigga B.G.
We gon crank this mug.
pressure from vessels land locked in the latest fad
So here is my hand now let wisdom guide those sneakers
Walk tall through the swamp of feedbacking power
Rise giants, can't have you sleeping so long
Start stretching, we need your strength to move on
Stand tall in defense of your land
Reach out lend us
Roll up, roll up, to the land of dreams.
We weave and spin a web of fantasy.
We touch on the pain and fear.....
Then whisk you back
Italy!”
You probably think white rap is a fad
And only Eminem and The Beastie Boys will ever last
And that this trend will pass
And one day we can all say
not dramatically bad
It's just a question of fad
It's just a fever
Part of the game
That starts again and again
That has no losses no gain
That has no
Step by step,
Metrolike,
Metrolike.
Pep choice,
It's your choice
To make some noise toys
Cool boys watch the mind,
Voice,
Voice tone,
Stand alone,
How
the land
I just want my privacy
But that I'll never have
I wonder about my future
When the past is all awry
She's a cold hearted witness
Life divided up by
fucked up but not that bad
Thought ya had my back, I was the new fad
I'm attacking these raps, murdering tracks red
I'm having some laughs, saying what
on Standby but now I can’t stand by
Too many land mines
Too many damn lies
If I stay then I’ll lose by a landslide
If I stay then I’ll lose by a landslide
When you be smoking the dope man
I be smoking the dopeman
Cause no man be selling coke and
Molly on my land
Home grown from teh motherlands
No africa
A bad young man from the Lefrack lands
They say I got an attitude, that's rude
Because I walked over Elvis' grave in some blue suede shoes
PUNK, I got
sniffing that sand
She was jammin' a fad
Supersonic she bad
Gold extensions to booties that stretch to no mans land
Put me through all this pressure I mean
of the button down Flies?
Being they were half-priced, I pass 'em on by looking for Levis
But Guess what? All my favorite clothing lines and hip designs
Were
the corridor to see
they have a blowout sale on nautica
ive always been a lord of the button down flies
being they were half priced i passed em on by looking for
The Polish beer, the Turkish kebabs
English cider, the wickets, the pads
The Bay City Rollers, the movements, the fads
The local crew, the posse,
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