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Wana
We are not alone

I got it locked
You can never take what is mine
Cos I know I'm from the streets, it is time
My time's now, I'm getting there,

K'Naan is a musician and poet

MOGADISHU, Somalia

ONE has to be careful about
Stories especially true ones
When a story is told the first time, it

us some fun 


Switch gears let me pick it up a notch 
Sand falling 
Yea I’m running out 
Gotta get it 
Fore my time is up 
Need blue faces in big

Nursery rhymes for me, for you
Nursery rhymes both old and new
Lullabies to help you sleep
Rockin' cradle, soul to keep
Little boy blue, blow that horn

best believe the boys will make it back
By banging in this culd-e-sac or rob and dipping out the back
Cashing chips is sick but it won't build up for

So he reads some more and learns to be an engineer
 
 
 
He's a self-taught lawyer by the time he's twenty-nine
He won't defend a man if he thinks

to self destruct
Seems ever where we go the world is corrupt
Government, the food, schools, the boys in blue
We can pull it all together it starts with me

by da click a tech war

feet and still dream without sleep
Must be counting them sheep, must be losing my cool
Must be stuck on the blues, my eyes glued to my shoes
I lost track

the plight of humankind remains the same,
The biggest war we ever waged was the war we wage upon our own brains 
A story as old as time Duality dwells inside

of door handle
Boy whole front cut get dismantled
Family dey inna shambles
Dem ah hunt fuh you
Like parts in d bamboo


Dem kinda war man can't handle
Him

My blue-eyed son, don't go to war
This land is for dreamers, look around, you will see
My blue-eyed boy, you won the game
Did you hear the crows

He fast, he really really fast.
I mean he so fast, he makes fast people
Look not fast.

Holy Crayola, it's time to get my cray on,
Fully disclosed I

with the assist bro pull then he gone stretch you
Bloodshed then lets slide then
RIP Step I'm running with the gang boy I'm tied in
And we gon ride boy

The six o'clock blues
And if I know one thing's gonna be alright
Then I know that it's me and you

So they say we're running out of time
We're running out

Christmas Moon

I'm just a soldier boy 
One of ten thousand down
I'm shot three times and sure
My friends have all died through war

Will I be here

Tims, ostrich belts
These be the times that I surprise myself
My niggas looking like black
Crows at packed shows
The Don boy stay pristine like I'm still

Too much ground to cover
I don't know where to start
Can't find the words to tell you
I don't know where to start

What ya gonna do when them boys

that gone go for bat
Boy I'm straight out the gutter you noticed that
Walked in your spot like it's owned by my mother
I do what I want when I'm sober no

and
Hating all rejection

The lyrics of our [Song] are thriving
[Dreams of Empires] are flowing
[Time] and [Blue Gears] will
Soon bring our [War] to mankind

filled with them blues over flow
He asked for a p but we serve him O
I know these lil boys hate when I'm in this zone
Cause once I go up it ain't no where

'bout having war, I was impatient ya'll
I stopped going by my peeps house chillin'
I stayed in my hood plotting how I'm gone kill him
Now my girl say

gank that's life though
Whodie just like I thought -
Bitch was straight hatin' dog
Me I was 'bout having war
I was impatient ya'll
I stopped going by my

couldn't kill a fruit fly
Last time you had beef 
You ainttt handle it you said ouuuuu myyy
Than passed the beef to me 
I CANT BEEF WITH NO BROKE BOY
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