Lyrics:
and there are 7
Of them you can't say on television. What a ratio that is.
399,993 to 7. They must really be bad. They'd have to be outrageous
To be separated
'I have to defend myself'
You should call that what it is, self defense
And if America has the right to defend herself, from her enemy
The black man
in all that grime? You have got The Clairvoyant, Prisoner, Heaven
Can Wait, released the 7th of November 1988 chart position number six! Yes!
their eyes
Was this even debated (Huh) it was never a surprise (Never)
Believe their true lies, why is war what unites (Why)
By the time the sun rise,
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
murder is what I mean
You're either a man or a woman
There is no in between
Use your preferred pronouns, what you mean?
You can follow the world
I'd rather
stay in here until I rot, and I'll be here and that's alot
And I, I don't know what I deserve to deserve this fate, oh
I'm trying to escape from this
both be gunning
Come get me if you real, 'cause I ain't scared
It's all fair in love and war we can take it there
You don't like me clown? Now you
what a waste
Niggas wanna see me taste my own medicine
Picture that, get on some old second grade shit, I'ma get you back
Retaliate, if it hates for
I noticed everyone lately
Has good intentions just bad ideas
I don't see what's wrong
Let's make America great again
See that's the problem
You see
here marching?"
Thinking if they can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, what do I sing?
I want to take a stance 'cause we are not free
I thought thar you'd want what I want
Sorry my dear
But where are the clowns
There ought to be clowns
Quick send in the clowns
What a surprise!
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
shake
They plant evidence
It's your word verse what that man say
And dead victims don't speak
That's the main play
If you black in America you ain't safe
abolished by this tragedy
We'll have to march again like 1964
America's the casualty. America's the casualty in the second civil war
Could be the end
affection
I damage any MC who step in my direction
I'm Staten Island's best son fuck what you heard
Niggaz still talkin that shit is absurd
My repotoire, is
of living like I'm Malcolm
Stuck in the middle and there's no way out
Can I really be a vegetable if I'm stuck down south
Sworn loser and I never let
time? here's what I got
My fellow soldiers'll tell you I'm a terrible shot (number eight!)
Your last chance to negotiate
Send in your seconds, see if
people stay away you already failed in me test
Yesterday is important regardless of it's an old day
You'll never get better if you forget a mistake you did
with a lotta lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lotta innocent lives lost on the project bench
What you hollerin'? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
By
it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're beating us with nightsticks
Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if
was rapping for like fifteen minutes straight
And that was my first time yo, I was like tenth grade, in the studio
And I knew that this was what I
stuck with him in Obama's days again today in Biden's days
What Putin is doing today has been perfected by the United States
I'm not supporting war, I'm
the intimacy's silence
I don't know where I've been or what
I'm told will be the future- for America
I just know I'm in love with my hysteria
Spoilers: it's
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