Lyrics:
He says
I came to this country without a passport
Ever since then I've been hunted and sought
My little white grains are nothin' but waste
Soft
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
on the target, and wham
One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey, Mr. Ziegfeld, here I am!
I'm the greatest star
I am by far
But no one knows it
That's why I
Cause these are the days of wild - hit me!
[Repeat: 2X]
(Hold onto your wits!)
Pop guns and weed?
Brother please!
We're to wise for now,
I'm trembling here, just
Give Me a Chance
Or, are you sick to death of me?
I try so hard, sometimes for nothing
I fight, in pride, by your side
So
Why
And stuck a gun into my guts
I fell down
To my bended knees
Saying, "I dig farmers
Don't shoot me, please!"
He cocked his rifle
And began to shout
"Are you
Ay yo, when I shoot a rhyme I make you shudder
I shitter shatter MC's for tryin to steal my butter
He's bitter cuz I'm better, so now he drinks
nations might be free
But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves
On the shore of the gray North Sea
But had they died by Pearse's side
Or fought with
lay crumbled a woman a man
His wife stood there by you a gun in her hand
Leona Leona it's over and through the baby is crying and calling for you
For
Aye, aye
She my favorite sad song
She made me cry in the dancehall, an idea
The lady moving like gun smoke
Got that voodoo, I'm done for, talk
as the flames of hate are fanned
Who will listen to the children for they're taught to take their stand
They say love and true forgiveness can still heal fair
of town
And it started me thinkin' 'bout a mystical ladder
That's as high as these walls and I'm climbin' it rung by-why are you-ung
[Chorus x2]
the light,
In the dark of the night,
Like a whisper in the wind "Revolution!"
Bring my gun and a handful of silver,
By the sea we will gather for
on 'em
I did this here by myself I ain't need no big homie
Won't make a move without my gun, I keep that stick on me (bang)
My life's so filled with
and heave your vessel to;
Blow high ! Blow low ! and so sailed we.
For we have got some letters to be carried home by you.
A-sailing down all on the coasts
either with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana
38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance
would take it, when it came
And life?s the same, for things we aim, are we to blame?
don't doubt the fact there's life within you
Yesterday?s endings
Anybody can be a millionaire,
So everybody's gotta try
But by the laws of this human jungle
Only the heartless will survive.
& down there--but for the grace
the alley are takin' a stand
Chewin' on somethin' that used to be a man
I can't stand it,I can't take it no more (x2)
I can't take it no more (x4)
Gun
a gangsta who live and die by the gun
Caught a hot one, sprayin' you bitches 'til there is none
I'm like a Rolling Stone, homie, I got you under my thumb
in the fields
Out in the fields
They are falling one by one
Out in the fields
No flag has ever stopped
The bullet from a gun
Death is just
And gun's on tour buses always belong to the rapper, uh
(Live by it you die by it)
My little man ride around strapped
Hunting for an OP he can catch
mean
Itchin', givin' suckas plenty space
Have these bitch niggas snitchin'
Where are we now? Guns found daily
The feds surely hope that they could
all in a sheet
She made my heart skip a beat
But for now she's as cold as they come
Not mags, no life and no guns
She took my love
You took my love, I
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