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and my friends on his TV before the night is over
I saw six murders, two riots and a war
Not going to watch my friends TV, no more
No psychodrama city,
and my friends on his TV before the night is over
I saw six murders, two riots and a war
Not going to watch my friends TV, no more
No psychodrama city,
Some time ago a crazy dream came to me
I dreamt I was walkin' into World War Three,
I went to the doctor the very next day
To see what kinda words
Gotta get up, gotta get out
Gotta get home before the mornin' comes
What if I'm late, got a big day
Gotta get home before the sun comes up
Up
It's like Deja Vu all over again
Day by day I hear the voices rising
Started with a whisper like it did before
Day by day we count the dead and dying
believes in only light of day
Someone strong enough to show the way
Someone everyone believes in
Someone who will stand by you
And I will be your heart
[Che:]
Tell me before I waltz out of your life
Before turning my back on the past
Forgive my impertinent behavior
But how long do you think this
to Churchill, calling for more Dreadnoughts
The houses in Hackney are all falling down
And my grandmother sits on the beach in the days before the war
Young
as Nostradamus's
Cause I ain't making no more threats
I'm doing drive-bys in tinted corvettes
On Vietnam war vets
I am more or less sick in the head
Maybe more
actin' like this might be something more
Than just pickin' up the mail or the soldiers from the war
Somethin' even old man Wileman's never seen before
to Churchill
Calling for more dreadnoughts
The houses in Hackney they are all falling down
And my grandmother sits on the beach in the days before the war
Young
hospital
And see the boys, yeah
So we went to the hospital ward by day
And every night we were singin' away
Then the shells and the bombs 'til dawn again
for peace
'Cause everybody's doomed if the killings don't cease
Street homicide, war, it's all the same
'Cause murder is murder by any name
Politicians
from Asia
All out the wood works, hood shirts and wizards
No match, unhatch, the rap is rigid
In the shaft, shotty cop, hip hop to the limit
Well, I'm hangin' on
To a solid rock
Made before the foundation of the world
And I won't let go, and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go
gonna bring a new day
It brings you down
It's like a war
Who pays the price
If you want more
As the years go by
Will it show on your face
darkest before light
I'm gonna push through
Turbo charged bars
Slot cars on tracks, falling off, game scars in these rap wars
Ain't nothing band-aids won't
Gotta get up, gotta get out
Gotta get home before the mornin' comes
What if I'm late, got a big day
Gotta get home before the sun comes up
Up
Sittin' by the roadside on a summer's day
Talkin' with my comrades to pass the time away
Lying in the shade underneath the trees
Goodness how
Well I got on in Bristol, by the old Virgina line
With a suitcase full of dreams, and a brand new spendin' dime
I had a full bouquet of music,
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
I see a world war of extension and intensity never seen before
Famine epidemics general barbarisations
Masses provoked by sheer desperation
The great
burrows through your brain
But you are the beast that calls me by my name
You send your children to war
To serve bastards and whores
So now you know
faster things.
You don't need no gypsy to tell you why,
Ya can't let one precious day to slip by.
Well, look inside yourself, and if you don't see what
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