Lyrics:
calculate the amount to be paid
You try to imagine America without the slaves (the slaves)
(Make it up) we can make it better
(Better we can)
(Make it
is going
Down by 20 per cent every year i just
Talked to the superintendent, met
With Michael Sacks, that’s Ron's
Right hand man so
I think it's
break]
It could have been good America
It could have been great America
Land of the brave and free
Welcoming you and me
But this Brave New World is
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
I
to me in my dreams
Is she taken, is she taken? Is she mine, is she mine?
Don't got, don't care, don't have two ish to give
Let me take you by the hand
storms have come and joined
Leavin' a trace of not one God-given ray
Is it because my life is ten shades of gray
I pray, all ten fade away, seldom
My vision is compromised by the insanity
The world is blinding us all by the X-Ray Pool
My vision is compromised by this humanity
The world is
Chorus:
Me, this is who I am.
Everyday, this is me.
This is who I am.
Ray Ray, this is me.
This is who I am.
Everyday, this is me.
This is who I am.
Hister shall become a captain of Greater Germanie
No law does this man observe and bloody his rise and fall shall be
[Chorus]
Man, man, your time is
influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
And roses and roses and roses . . .
Words and Music by Ray Gilbert
And Dorival Caymmi , 1965
Arabic first name
Disturbed by the fame just like Kurt Cobain
Breath of life, kiss of death, my lips pursed the same
You flirt 'til she came
Nothin'
to me in my dreams
Is she taken? (Is she taken?) Is she mine? (Is she mine?)
Don't got time don't care, don't have two shits to give
Let me take you by
and poverty
By keeping the pressure on the innocent ones
Continually, this can't go on
Third world people
I'n'I remember where ya' comin' from
Bona fide, dis
"Ray-Ray, is that yo' car?"
I seen MTV, I know who you are
You did "Takeover," do you got beef with Nas?
I did take over the game, brought back the soul
This is America (This is America!)
The land of the free (Uh huh)
But you're not allowed to speak (Uh yuh!)
What the fuck happened to freedom
and water
She actin like I'm tryna starve her
And I know the baby growin' and her belly gotta eat too
Only thing I got left is this gun on my belt, If I
somewhere to turn
I'll be your candle on the water
'Till every wave is warm and bright
My soul is there beside you
Let this candle guide you
Soon you'll see
gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothin' to do with a scale
Or bein' gay, little faggot, but by the way
Thoughts are gettin' darker by the day
THIS IS AMERICA
If anyone feels offended by the lyrics of this song, even though you may not understand them, let me tell you something, that's
world that
Does not die is money
You can kill me, you can kill them
You can let everyone die
The only thing in this world that
Does not die is money
You
Jupiter Ray on the bus
I remember when Jupiter came to town
He was one of the best of us
Oh, that stuff can really take you down
Hey, Jupiter Ray is
insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria
for change.
We want change!
(We want change! We want change! We want change...)
We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of
cynics who will only
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