Lyrics:
you repay them by murdering all their kids?
The home of Jesus
Land of believers
Call us heathens but can't defeat us
They'll never be us
They fear
don't feel, I can't feel it no more
Seems to me nowadays things have changed
I don't know if I feel the same
Yo, in the land of the unseen hand and hold
by the slightest sounds
In a trace
Find romance
Happily ever after ends
Marrakech, Bangladesh
Take me to exotic lands
Na, na, na, na, na yeah
Na,
to you PC niggas,
It's showtime, check yo TV nigga
I'm 1080p HD, seeing everything clear through my red eyes
Runnin these streets past me, will get it
attacks
No more cuts
No bedroom tax
We say no more Tory attacks
This land was ours it belongs to the poor but the rich man came and stole it all
By war
and he took me by my hand
While you were shitting right the soul out of you
He took me to the Promised Land
When you were sick and dirty crawling back into
and baller stages
I take care of adults
Send 20 thousand grants to kids all ages
10 Grand pianos, my TV show's The Sopranos
800 Acres of free land
With
As your ABC
Murder by numbers
One, two, three
It's as easy to learn
Just turn on your TV
To save my soul I can't get a date
Baby's got it tuned on channel eight
Wyatt Earp and the Big Cheyenne
Comin' thru the T.V. shootin' up
an angel who knows her place
The love I had for my last lovers been erased by a century of tv's hate
To divide and conquer it was always the tv's wishes
Have a Safe War
Written by: Van Marsalis
Verse 1:
Saw a man standing up on the corner of third and Cleveland
Waving his arms for something he
finished
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Do it
Margareth Thatcher on TV
Shocked by the deaths that took place in Beijing
It seems strange that she should be offended
The same orders are given by
As the states raid and invade another land
Hatred (?) for Sam
The Grand Wizard of the Ku Klux Klan
Winners goal: To control, be number one
Making
I was feelin' the blues
I was watching the news
When this fella came on the TV
He said I'm tellin' you
That science has proven
That heartaches are
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
You say you're tired of TV Cartoons
Searchin' for taxis on wet afternoons
Telephones ringing and grey city streets
Sweet talking salesman in flashy
control on your TV
People clutching purses when I walk by and they see me
I am just a father you can ask both of my kids
I am not on child support with me
takes the gun away
From the Big Church to the Big River
And out to the Shining Sea
This is the Land of Opportunity
And there's a Monkey Trial on TV
a rush
See you cuttin' up a pie, that's my lunch
(Run-run)
Run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's a honor to be robbed
By Denise's only son
Yeah,
I'm on my side of the road
And your on yours
Terrified by letting go
But I had no choice
It's the final casting call
From God's own doors
I decided
Riding
Mugging By how
The rolex shining
Tell he's shooken
Surrounded around
Immigrant cowboys
Fresh from el Mariel
With Friends printed
On paper with faces
land of opportunity he'll take his chance
Surrounded by four horse-men in priestly robes of white
Don't need to know the story now of who's wrong
Another dream seven lead to Heaven
Soldiers gather on the land and sea
Battles raging fire in the sky
Mankind fall down
One by one
Can't take the news
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