Lyrics:
moonlight
We were born and raised in black and white
One lives to pray, one prays for life
We were born and raised in black and white
We were born and raised
function by protecting the elite
He's Moscow Mitch
It's Moscow Mitch
Moscow Mitch
Moscow Mitch (Fuck that guy !)
He prays for vengeance with frail
aging
This M-E-D it feel caved in
All of my demons invadin'
I live paranoid, hesitatin'
They bitin', they bitin', the cadence
Go out they way, it's
Black enchanting eyes,
Cut through my heart
With no regret or sign of life
They tear apart my pride
And cold runs through my veins
I feel their stare
Black enchanting eyes,
Cut through my heart
With no regret or sign of life
They tear apart my pride
And cold runs through my veins
I feel their stare
born and raised in black and white
One lives to pray, one wants to die
We were born and raised in black and white
We were born and raised in black
to the rest of the world
Obscured, as it was, by great clouds
Here they played out their peaceful lives
Innocent of the litany of excessive violence that was
You're so, flamboyant the way you live
You really care that they stare
And the press deployment
Is always there, It's what you do for enjoyment
to the rest of the world
Obscured, as it was, by great clouds
Here they played out their peaceful lives
Innocent of the litany of excessive violence that was
We were white and they were black
And our lives they were divided by the railroad tracks
But we'd meet up every morning at that riverbend
It's
by the gun, so I'm a die by the gun
I'm paranoid, it got me on the run
Will I live to see my grey hairs
I don't know
Cause I'm getting alot of mean
We were white and they were black
And our lives
They were divided by the railroad tracks
But we'd meet up every mornin'
At that river bend
It's where
And this type of thinking also
Will bring an end
To the brutality inflicted upon
Black people by (black people)
And it is the only thing that
Will bring
All my dreams
Take me backwards
I can see
A little child
His mother
In black
What a pleasure
Touched by death
Snow falls
Cover the dead
Cold doesn't
could get very old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
But our chances really was a million to one
As easy it was to tell black from white
It was
showing signs all attributed to mine
In the pitch black, it's too cold
I'm all alone, take me back to the roads
I had to roam to get here and I'll hitch
could get very old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
But our chances really was a million to one
As easy it was to tell black from white
It was
thought we could ever get old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
But our chances really was a million to one
As easy it was to tell black from
In this album there's a picture
Of the ladies at Daniela's
You can tell it's from the eighties
By the volume of their hair
There's Usnavi, just
the cold wind blows
And fussing and flapping
In priestly black like a murder of crows
All this time
The river flowed
Endlessly to the sea
If I had
And you say, "what's she got to grin?"
I'll tell you.
There's a ship
The black freighter
With a skull on its masthead
Will be coming in
You
And you say, "What's she got to grin?"
I'll tell you.
There's a ship
The Black Freighter
With a skull on its masthead
Will be coming in
You
the cold wind blows
And fussing and flapping
In priestly black like a murder of crows
All this time
The river flowed
Endlessly to the sea
If I had
American
Got white like a fuckin' Aryan, and
I don't need no pot to piss in, I just need a pot to whip it
I don't need no fuckin' help, I don't need no
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