Lyrics:
finds you guilty
Judge Edward G. Oggen from the H.S.C.A.
Sentenced me to live out
The rest of my days
Surrounded by impersonators and tribute bands too
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finds you guilty
Judge Edward G. Oggen from the H.S.C.A.
Sentenced me to live out
The rest of my days
Surrounded by impersonators and tribute bands too
up)
But if they live under the sun then them children is black
'fore the devil get more time I'd rather see the world cease
Hit the afterlife
Muscle, bone, and brain are warmed
By a mahogany coat of solar panels
Who needs electric companies
When I'm generating this Black Power
Dopeness per hour
Muscle, bone, and brain are warmed
By a mahogany coat of solar panels
Who needs electric companies
When I'm generating this Black Power
Dopeness per hour
as children to stay careful
But there are rules we follow and others we don't as much
A modest proposal, a billion lives
Make a dollar and it's fine
Each day
aside
As millions scream and cry
Oh, salvation comes when we decide
To stand and sing
Let the women speak
Let the black men breathe
Let the children free
lies, to our children
Telling lies, to our babies
Only truth, can take us...
Verse 2:
I don't want no computer chip in my arm
I don't want to die by
we live by to get by if you feel this then get high keep them clips and them chips high wit this poetry I'll take you deeper than U.S lies watching for
evil sea( burn by fire)*2
I say burn by fire,
My God has given me authorities over principalities and power(burn by fire),
I am taking them down (burn by
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
Any motherfucker that front, is left backless
Y'all motherfuckers just burn into ashes
Trying to step into the zone where Vinnie Paz is Black Sabbath
eyes, and I'm the days gone by.
Oh Ruby Jean, it doesn't seem like a long, long time, since we were born again.
Into the dazzling light, uniting black
take some more black lives for us to
muse on for your fucking amusement, muhhh
fucka. national culture is financial security for
the devils
jackets to live up against acid
Natural born killers cut through for the Sabbath ballot
Straight jacket, chain and shackle
Straight jacket, chain
And all your hopes swallowed by the sea
You huddled in a basement dark
Crossed through deserts bleak and stark
While generals to black masses go
ain't really the s***
They simply farting
By the way I've been disheartened
That's why I started
I noticed that ninety-nine percent of Black artists
Take
sacrifice
Take my mic and I'm like a Chinese man with no rice
Oh yeah we flippin through the pages of time, to find design
Like Vaseline on the faces of Black
knowledge was the barter for bread
And people knew something of what they live for
There's a rope twisted salty and I burn my hands
Defiantly wrapped by
Black lives not now
Everybody matter to me
All races, y'all don't like what I'm sayin'? Haterade, tall cases
Everybody hate somebody
Guess we all
When appetites and psychological types
Get caught in the hype
It's tight from morning 'til night
I'm demanding my rights
Women's suffrage then black
shall live again
Well this train is like an endless parade
That passes by each and every home in each and every town
And the women and the children
another black due to my reasons
Off white shit like I'm Nat Turner
Be Abloh like but i pass burners
See the end of those lives it be mass murder
But i
listen
Wear black and white like a Pilgrim
Breaking bread with the same buddies since children
So thankful for having vision
Come on lets get these
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