Lyrics:
we've become
Watching weapons of war killing our children
The American dream
Now American red-hat greed
Giving guns to the wayward sons
Forcing our
we've become
Watching weapons of war killing our children
The American dream
Now American red-hat greed
Giving guns to the wayward sons
Forcing our
through the institution
Fighting the cold, he got life, but he twenty-two, shit
Twenty-two below, only 2-1 cells
Six by eight, forty-eight square feet,
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
Eternal lies, visions of change
When the dreams of freedom awake
Methods of greed, bleeding hearts
An easy target for the one with the gun
Empty
wanna change at all
When we say that greed is good
With these gun' s destroying neighborhoods
Wanting more and more each day
No one can claim what
coast, North and South
I got my niggas The Top Guns here
We gonna sign this one off like this:
My life's been a great story in the ultimate war
To be shot by explosive bullets
Or wretchedly starve and fly
And where the pirate harries
In the isles of southern seas
At the peak of the hellish vessel
Skelter means war, I'm on my rock ruckus
You block fam, gun cocked, the block jammed, Smuckers
Jealously spread over bread, when you're fam, fuck ya
They eradicate and nominate a fascist state
A land of waste drug laced social distaste
Case by case police state forcibly obey
God guns bibles die
is all their giving
Living by so much damn greed yeah
New world order and their whole world slaughter
Genocidal viruses forced mandates
Force a mask
choose
The prodigal sun dead at 21
Hard done by youth
Unstable and recluse
No point of view
Poster child for abuse
Living is a constant fight
Tell me
With a gun to your head,
You still wouldn't change the way you are.
And I can see your callous dreams
Are the reason for your greed.
They are all
Yea, ok-ok, yea
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Just when you thought it was ova
The Mobb came back to put the game in a +Cobra+
Now, you can catch me by
Monkey with a gun thinks he is a lord
Thinks his gun a contemplative sword
Thinks he is the law and won't comprehend
No god gave him a gun nor did
Girlfriend 21 it was wrong but so much fun
I had to go her Daddy had a gun
Farewell 21
Love by the numbers one two three
Add em up and it's not enough
been struck by fire
Madmen build your pyre
And as the smoke palls
We will heed all your calls
Human greed caused you pain
Things will come right again
a meganfox (No)
OK how about star in a Megan Fox film
By 21st Century Fox (Definitely no)
Guess that'll have to be
Another Year
(More of a VVarner Bros. guy
Tides of Change
I’m waiting for the world to change
For a better tomorrow, a better place
That’ll keep needs in mind and rein in greed
Keep people
Sickciety.
The aggressive are the chosen ones,
masses obliged to obey their guns.
Their greed is desired bliss,
pray to the banks, the modern abbeys.
Get it?
Look
I get it now
Look
By myself cause they was snitching
I say whoa
I SAY WHOA
HUH
Raised where you'll get tested and played at
I was
happy fucker with a quota to meet
There's always more of us
You patrol our streets
I stood by
Watched them die
While you count your fat stacks of greed
My
the greed feeds brains say love trumps hate
You can love Trumps hate But love trumps hate
'Nough pushin' for division when we all one race
Some compare their
"Living In Fear"
Full speed ahead never slow my roll lightin J's as I pass your Hi-way patrol –
On the sidewalk spittin as the cop drive by
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