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Somebody tryin' just to stay alive
He got promises to keep
Over the ocean in America
Far away and fast asleep

Silent stars blinkin' in the blackness
Now all lovers of positive reggae music
Will you please fasten your seat belts
Because we have lift off
I got it man
Go Pato
Everybody telling
alabaster cities gleam 
Undimmed by human tears! 
America! America! 
God shed his grace on thee 
And crown thy good with brotherhood 
From sea to shining
HATE IN AMERICA
MADE HERE IN AMERICA
CUSTOM MADE IN AMERICA
HATE IN AMERICA

WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BASKIN
©WARM SPRINGS MUSIC 2020







BLACK IS
who simply was passing by for no one had seen him before
Oh listen to me all you people the place lit up as he smiled
Our Lord marks the fall
you ain't real
In my eyes, and that's all that count to me, you know?
So, is your music considered the voice of urban America or America period?
I
all that shit
You know when we on
Making music that's gon' survive for eons
Bloodshed from America to Sierra Leone
That's that shit I can't be
HATE IN AMERICA
MADE HERE IN AMERICA
CUSTOM MADE IN AMERICA
HATE IN AMERICA

WORDS AND MUSIC BY RICHARD BASKIN
©WARM SPRINGS MUSIC 2020
disease
And American contact broken by contract
America teases with American Jesus
American fate is American made

God bless America, God bless us all
God
him
If you could
All across America

Words & music by Larry Long
Copyright Larry Long Publishing 2016 / BMI"
him
If you could
All across America

Words & music by Larry Long
Copyright Larry Long Publishing 2016 / BMI"
real
In my eyes, and that's all that count to me, you know?
So, is your music considered the voice of urban America or America period?
I mean, I would
[Lyrics by Thomas Karlsson]
[Music by Christofer Johnsson]

Eros and Thanatos are brances on the same old tree
Rooted in the soil of shadow
and the place was swinging
To gospel music by nine
Group after group appeared on the stage
And Sally just sat there crying
She bit her nails, looking pretty
proved
In liberating strife.
Who more than self the country loved
And mercy more than life!
America! America!
May God thy gold refine
Till all success be
A stock broker shoot his kid and throw himself in front of a train
A mother leave her baby home for two weeks all by himself
Two years old, eatin' ketchup
official 
Yeah 

I ride through the ghetto windows down halfway 
Halfway out of my mind music on 9 blasting Donny Hathaway 
Me and my niggas spending
America tinted in high beams 
Rose petals at my feet like I'm Prince Akeem 
So to all you player haters while y'all sayin' y'all rhyme 
Please stop
of the
Year."
Now I've been asked by all the delegates--and members of the board,
To tell you of the funeral that won me this award.
It was handled with taste
RECORDED JULY 1986
  Copyright (c) 1986 by Sanctuary Music Inc.
  All Rights Controlled by Zomba Enterprises Inc. (ASCAP)
  Copyright (C) 1966 by
Ready plus willin it's all the true killer shit
You know we got them
Involved
We too diligent
They say the music is strong and too militant
Michelangelo with a paint gun in a tantrum
About to explode all over the canvas
Back with the Yoda of rap in a spasm
(Your music usually has 'em)
(But waned
there's just no difference, they're all the same!
It just depends on what's your point of view.
America, America the big wedge,
And they're buying up
Michelangelo with a paint gun in a tantrum
About to explode all over the canvas
Back with the Yoda of rap in a spasm
(Your music usually has them)
(But waned

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