Lyrics:
your whole steeze, it be in there boo (I need)
On top of that you got the good power-U (to get by)
You're all (you're all)
I need (all I need)
the kitchen cooking crack, I ain't kidding
On the payroll got cops and politicians
And that's how it all started
Everything good starts
Being hated by the New
away
Hoping for better days
cll we do for the meantime is watch and pray
I pray I pray
Someday Someday
That I see you cgain
I'll see you again
was just around the corner in the English civil war
It was still at the stage of clubs and fists
When that well-known face got beaten to bits
Your
around the corner in the English civil war
It was still at the stage of clubs and fists
When that well-known face got beaten to bits
Your face was blue
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you,
respect it doesn't feel like enough
During these civil wars with mi amor
Wasting wages on fast food is how I escape
The depression that I endure everyday
On the streets with their head down,
Knowing deep inside that they've really been let down,
By a country that's crippled,
And I thought mankind was supposed
We about to go to war, go to war, go to war
I don't need that broad or a snake, I don't need no more
Now I gotta move right past
All the broken mirrors
by us within
Workers revolution civil wars its where we begin
Re-decontructed reparate renew repair
Voted blue the last election’s a tired affair
by us within
Workers revolution civil wars its where we begin
Re-decontructed reparate renew repair
Voted blue the last election's a tired affair
by your blackmail
You won't blackmail me
I've got my clipboard, text books
Lead me to the station
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
I've got my kit
Rally Around the Flag
The king is the bringer of death
Elected by white folk who are off on that meth
Yes I resist to my very last breath
Yes I
I worked for
Either that or be sentenced for a drug war
And many want to know why I've slowed up
It's either that or get fucked
Cause laws get
and errands got me weary
I tripped in the dark it was misty
Stars connected by wires like earpiece
She tap in to every secret that seeps out of me
The heights
as thin as the line between war and peace
A line as thin as the line between west and east
[Chorus]
One button away from world war III
Being called
We are denied not only civil rights, but even human rights
So the only way we're going to get some of this exploitation away from us
Or aside
Somali dad ran away from a war
Now his son's in a war, that's the cycle we're in
I know niggas that didn't do time in a bin
That have never had freedom
Careful, vanity could send us into civil war
In a utopia
Who's gonna wanna scrub the toilets?
The people in Apollo Square
Got no other choices
I know how
zip code number off by heart
Watched our civil war from the roof of The Empire State Building
Got home in time to catch the Late Late Show
Or else, I
How to start a civil war, better yet
How to tax America, yeah yeah
Step by step by step by step get more in depth, don't panic
All the money you
Junior high
And I got by this time in life
By blasting out Aquemini
That's back when Pac had a every eye
So my many times I've tried to make this right
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you,
on four wheels or foot, I
bring it to that ass over the hook so when you slip, gots it. I ride
up on it. I had to maintain my mental frame, and now I
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