Lyrics:
an F
Jay receives an A for his essay
Spins til you're dizzy
Born to get busy
Is he the Jam Master?
Isn't he, or is he?
And my name is D.M.C.
If we want to be free, we must find our direction
And stay on the path that leads to our goal
Hold our heads high as we by-pass th old road
souls of expressions
Evil as evil does, better than good was
A spirit of music that once was, born out of the pool of your love
Baby I'm an agent with
builded him an altar
In the evening dews and damps
I can read his righteous sentence
By the dim and flaring lamps
His day is marching on
I have
not to, blinded flunky creed
Don't understand, yeah that's fine by me
Go rogue in the no man's land for free
Dynamite blood, runnin' deep
Explode when
it's soul food, West Indian, whatever it may be
Be gone
Yo, uh, yo
Ay ay ay, leaving niggas with nothing to say-ay-ay
Go on fay-ay-ay, partners
your way
It's been a long time
Long time long time
[Verse]
[Black Thought]
Struck by the luck of the draw
Real life preservation
What I'm hustling for
piece
We only want peace
But we always gone beef
We gone eat
14 karat gold teeth
We ain’t gone compete
Cause together we complete
We was hot for
my soul, to answer Him; be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in
can see
The rolling hills, the wild and free
And a thing out of time is born in me
I am old, yes, it's true
The holy oak, the rowan tree
The sap;
of
The perverse
Whisper from the drink
The mask of
The red death
Hides the face of his tortured soul
[Chorus:]
Free mind confirmed
Just behind reality
Its kingdom
You were born to be a sailor venturing the seas
A moon trailer guided by the light it seems
Your endeavours blowing in the breeze
Take you on a way
rehearsed late[00:12.63]What a terrible act[00:13.54]He'll buy you a birkin'[00:14.92]Or maybe he's flirting[00:16.05]Better roll a head crack[00:16.99]But we
free, the day that my soul descended
Earthbound, we might sound various
Some niggaz can rhyme, but they got no character
So we preparin' you for
or the devil get slaughtered?
Those born disabled do they deserve that?
I don't want to be no man of God can you respect that?
It's a free world but things in
Allah
Knowledge was born with science young lord
Trippin' yourself is no valish young lord
Study your scriptures and follow your God
Life in the trap I
forbannelse I denne dystre skog
My life takes new meaning
As I roam through the trees
No amount of mortal willpower
Could set me free
Bare feet covered by mud
leave my fear, there on that road
I will not let anything entrap my soul, oh no, oh no
Then I became like a new born child, more free and alive with
We will fight and win Fight and die
All that ever changes The color of the sky
We will sell our soul We are born to die
A blood-red cross We will
Cant supress my soul
You lost your hold
Killed aspirations
Placed limitations
On the world for generations
Broke free from the chains
Me you cant
Children born with dreams so bold
Yet their futures, by poverty, are controlled
In the land of plenty, hunger's cry
Echoes through the night sky
Oh, can you
I was brought up, Living in a box.
I was caught up, limited by my thoughts.
Paying the price, my soul was lost.
I didn’t realize. This whole time.
pretty rich, oh
Catch my scent, I'm a bottle no. 5
Sound like (money) when I walk by
I'm pretty rich
Pretty, pretty rich, oh
I'm pretty rich
Ring finger
all they say is true
Why is a man born free?
there must be a place
far beyond the tracks
where my soul can lay
never to come back
from the city
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