Lyrics:
that hell was in store
Sign a dotted line and give a man a gun
Don't worry boys, you'll all be home by christmas
But little by little the lights
Burn! Your! Friends! [Repeat: x4]
Living is easy
With your eyes closed by and by
Do you wake up
Do you wake up and cry at night
The evil
to steal
It's the boomiest
It's the bassiest
And those baggy pants are weird
He's a product of the Snoop Dog generation
I've never seen a white boy
For ten thousand generations this world living in poverty of a spiritual kind
For ten thousand generations this world deceived by a deep rooted lie
of salvation,
Calling from the heart with an open hand.
Day after day desolation.
Still there's hope for those who believe.
Down the road of a thousand dreams.
A target for the bullets on the breeze
In a land built on a charter another unintended martyr
A rally cry to those who have a dream
A those sworn
withered hearts are waiting for the end
Those who return, will never leave this hell again
No glory left to find
They all have met their demons
They
to cry
I determined then her story I would know
I ventured a word
Then a sad, sad tale I heard
Of a mother who had lost her only child
Yes they've taken
the races,
Not a cloud in the sky.
A hundred and fifty thousand people are waiting for this great event,
And what a spectacle, what a wonderful spectacle.
I'll
And every time he'd lie, he would cry and inside I'd die.
My heart must have died a thousand deaths
Compared myself to Toni Braxton thought I'd never
I am the fire of genocide
The filicide who walks free
I am the unfounded law of time, space and life
Impious flames turn life into dust
Food
Tragedies in the heart
Of this home
This street
This town
No more, no more
Now don't you emphasize.
If those who you down wit have done got they ass
The truth
'I love you' was just the title
Of the book under those
Three words I wrote ten thousand
More in my mind
You never took the time to read
Not knowing what to believe in.
Ordered to kill by our own government.
Save myself and those who fought beside me.
We are the victims of war.
We
Of the Grandmothers
With sleep at my eye
Kneeling in gratitude for the sight
I cry
All of humanity
One great big family
United by birth
Children of the Earth
All
and smiling faces
For today and tomorrow's generation
Because of pretending paradise
Captured minds who pays a price
Because of the Orphan children
For many
Slip into the sea
All I ask from anyone
Is that they ask nothing from me
Dreams fly by like a thousand railroad trains
Egos steadfast like
sympathize
Can you hear the violins playing you song?
Those same friends tell me your every word
Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am,
closing the set, I'm still poking my head out from behind
And everyone who has doubt, remind
Now take your best rhyme, outdo it, now do it a thousand
a new Eden
In the fire of burning souls,
Killed and set on fire by me.
Billions of slaves for thousands of generations
Doomed to eternal suffering.
I
All of your life on those ten thousand hours while the seasons are changing
Having you here makes that all go away
And I like your quiet moves
Yeah, gotta say what's up to my nigga Slick Rick
For those who don't like it, eat a dick
But for those who with me, sing that shit
As it go
Let's kick their inner ear
And stryke the easy quietness
Be the nightmare of all those
Who wouldn't care
Start now your new revolution
Start now,
years and maybe more since I first set eyes on you
The best years of my life gone by, here I am alone and blue
For some people cry and some people die
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