Lyrics:
taught by brothers and sisters who knows what it means
To be a black child or a white teen
In the end the youth is being mistreated
Which means the world
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
I say hello to the morning sun
As another day shines in the sky
I'd better get up, it's already begun
Let's live this beautiful gift of time
I can't
about a boss
For the holders of a shred of heart even when you wanna fall apart
When your surrounded by the fog
Treadin' water in the ice cold dark
There's a man sitting down by the 405
Hitting some kind of tune on his raving guitar
He seems stranded in a desert of a million dreams
Just like
Do you want to be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to ba yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out
with our lives is it really worth the saving is it
Live by words that ain't mine call it plagiarism
Hatefulism, different schisms
Leave us locked in
In this life there are so many things that are beautiful
and precious; things that you wish would never fade,
but all that’s from this earth is
to shed your wings or to be burnt
alive
Once upon a time, knights of the sky we were
Hey! but on a beautiful day
We dueled and fell, now red
out and open your eyes
We were lookin' forward to the
Rest of our lives used to keep my picture
Posted by your bedside
Now it's in your dresser with
call you bro and shit
I know who my brothers is
Like Jonas's we want this shit
I don't owe a thing
Not even explanation
Got to reach my destination
Catch a feeling that I've been there long ago
Hello brothers and sisters I've never met before
We are all just children raised by trees
Here
from what I'm spitting
Getting blown to smithereens in a Toyota
Getting stoner, Jonas Brothers
Brothers, songs fricken rotisserie how these birds are
Father, who art in heaven, hallowed by Thy money. They kingdom come...money, They will be done...money, on Earth as it is in money. Give us this day our
made by the CL Smooth
Live 495 I arrive in person
Hard dialogue without a whole bunch of cursing
It's my perrogitive, so back up and live, fool
a bonus
I used to think that these brothers were Jonas
Bout to retire fuck handing my notice or waiting till feds come
Sorry pal but this line is a dead
am
I look so young, but I am strong, not scared
With my sisters, my brothers, I’m there
One by one, they try to take us all away
But like pebbles
Couldn't handle the freedom I had
When you left me standing on a beautiful yard
Took as much space as I could get
I'm a soldier
I can drag
up hope when every moment goes by
I done grew up, blew up i'm a big boy now
I grew up, blew up i'm a big boy now
I grew up, blew up i'm a big boy now
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
some bucks and bought their bikes racing through the streets
Beautiful and solid the best ones in those days
Motorbikes by Harley were built to lead
it's my muthafuckin last one
Every nigga and they mama askin why
But I'm in the game live by the game
And in the game I'ma die
And if I die or should
down on a sunny day
Mom, don't listen to me when I say
"What's the matter to live anyway ?"
I'm a soldier
How the hell did I become this ?
I was by my
Verse
Southside Eastside Westside
we
keepin' it G
We
need
to live by the code of street
We
in the club twenty
deep
yo
Everybody on the streets know
This
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