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were laid
By the Almighty love anointed
Thou hast full atonement made
All Thy people are forgiven
Through the virtue of Thy blood
Opened is the gate

niggas stepping
Joburg city rapping
If he beefing we gon fetch him
Had em people stretching
Have em gone in a second
Don't ask me no question
Feel a back

supremacy

And after all is said and done
When the dark delays the dawn
Walk your path towards the reaper
Learn that hell is other people

Obey
As we

said the heart of a Muslim's filled with love

He said its time you should know
You will learn as you grow
That some people around will do what's bad

I need some light in my life, cause all I feel is darkness
Most people around me, yeah their hearts are heartless
They don't feel a thing, they

own, that's the way it is
Around here, yeah

Yeah, our grass is legal, we're small town people
You finish the food that's on your plate
We keep it

fucking lucky
And the odds are with me
Yeah, I'm on fire tonight

Sometimes people grow up in war
Not knowing what the adults are fighting for
If I

people
Create utopia
A vicious modern day Caligula

Terrorise
Hate Speech and violence
Carnal or divine

Blood cries out
Suppressed by injustice and fear

My name is crack
I live in the streets
I kill poor people
They die greeting me, oh, yeah!
Give me your money
I'll give you a wish
Crack in your brain

people still in the empire
I just want set fire! I'm wishing I went higher!
品位欠けたスピーカー 聞く耳なんてない あしからず

似て非なる自信家・自惚れ (hey)
紙一重 恐れ慄け (ay ay)

conscientiously perceived
It can make people feel vaguely
That supernatural events are taking place
Such tones cease being heard
As a musical tone
Unless they are

on Twin Peaks
Because we the people will be on the
Streets looking for a brighter day
The revolution will not be televised
There will be no highlights

Hardstyle

This is the space we created

Party people from around the world
Gather in one special place
They perform a ritual dance
This dance shows

mes
Potos viennent du Sud
Sur la plaque 94 mes négros
À l'arrière bougent leurs pastèques
On fonce dans un plan d'barje
Y aura du people comme au

Transport, motorways and tramlines
Starting and then stopping
Taking off and landing
The emptiest of feelings
Disappointed people clinging

and trinkets
And read them passages from the bible
While raping their land and
Enslaving their people

We're White anglo
Saxon and protestant

And we ride

Hosanna in excelsis!

E'en so here below, below
Let steeple bells be swungen
And "Io, io, io!"
By priest and people sungen
Gloria, Hosanna in excelsis!

fucking thing I don't understand
Don't you use a fucking
Piece of iron to get rid
Of these fucking people
You use this fucking cyanide?"

"Why be messy? You

as fuck)
Yeah, we came up off sellin' purple
I got white money (Like the white people)
RIP lil Rizz
Whoever killed my it's on sight for him
(No cap)

I ain't

celluloid
There's no hiding in memory
There's no room to avoid

The crawlers cover the floor in
The red ochre corridor
For my second sight of people
They've

a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

O-o-o oh, what a lucky man he was

It's a fine day

It's a fine day

It's a fine day people open windows
They leave their houses
Just for a short walk
(Just for a short walk)

It's

of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh, who would ever want

the road
I was facing twenty years
I still ain't told
I was facing twenty years
I watched a lot of people go
They ain't hold me down
Now they gotta watch