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it happen and say here's my voice to borrow
"Ima shout Ima scream ima lash out with you
Heres a megaphone cuz we the voice that will 
Not go against

trying to see how many people will leave
Never thought of it that much but now that I can see
I go on, day by day
Tell my brothers I'm okay
Tell my sisters

the PAC man
Of course
Good choice
You rolling up all my noise
By fire
By force
We rolling louder than voices
How I've been counting all my flaws ain't right

WHILE WE’RE HERE HYMN FOR HUMANITY
Written by Robin Crampton 2017

We grew up thinking one day we’d want a family. 
But we want to give them more

WHILE WE”RE HERE 
Written by Robin Crampton 2017

We grew up thinking one day we’d want a family. 
But we want to give them more than what we had.
We

never stop ringing
Scat pack, always got it revving
Bitch, you lurking on my page, hah
I be busting in them safes, now
My brothers beating all them court

niggas stalk my page tryna
See what car I be in

I asked my mama why me
She said ''you reap what you sew"
I didn't care because my brother
Dead im upping

grasped by the pious
And it's always dark right before it turns brightest
And DRS is down with you and always ready to fight this
We're not the type

We don't need an intro for this one
Let me hear that

You was just like all the others
All I wanna do is hit it
Then I had lost my lil brother
That

Paid by Nike with it the almighty liberated mildly 
A cold war quietly a fascist like the brashest Iatola 
A brother tries to kick it finger pick it

god knows my roads, and it's like reading the notes
My life is changing your job is aging
Turn days pages, try run from cages
I am a man of faith, I

I think I'm ready to turn the page
With her I'm not afraid to walk on edge
I can breake the biggest rock or win the hardest match
She had the key

Paid by Nike with it the almighty liberated mildly 
A cold war quietly a fascist like the brashest Iatola 
A brother tries to kick it finger pick it

cause they don't know
Hands me downs right from my brother, I never fit in my clothes
Till one day, I got some bread and now checks is all that I know

I think I'm ready to turn the page
With her I'm not afraid to walk on edge
I can breake the biggest rock or win the hardest match
She had the key

and connect all of you!
I just wanna...
I just wanna...

I don't know a thing...
My words are flying in the soundwave
Created by my voice!
Echo is lost again!
I

A Broken Promised Land

Skyclad

A Burnt Offering for the Bone Idol

1992

brother, when united they should stand?
Men by swords and words divided in our broken promised land.

These tattered battle standards fly, their colors do

the page
We just feel all the same
Collect, yeah
We restrain
Tellin' me to abstain
You aint ever do the same
Preacher lied, it's okay
Brothers died, it's

Fought for you like the middle ages
Wasnt done so why you turn the pages
Superstars wasn't hard to gauge it
Every song got you in amazment i mean
I can

for the day
Lookin' lookin' for a way to turn the page
If this is the dream, was I made by America?
Or product of those PBS characters
A product

Overcast but you can still turn a new page
Bobby Digital, my love is old as space
I been a healer, been a killer
Man or woman, there is neither
Look further

stand by
If I never talk about yo ass then you a stand-by
I'm progressing with no other choice
You call it tall tales, man, I call it lifting every voice

He's in a class by himself
A league of His own
He'll give life to the dead
He'll breathe on your bones
He's more than a homeboy
He's king on a thrown

Check it out (Con-Con-Conductor)
Yeah, Con, you know I got you
My brother, for real
This family right here, yeah

Like a Vietnam vet, I'm still