Lyrics:
And to live your life in fear by hate
And create our own gods
We all ourselves are created
Our own images
Ourselves we are created
Our own gods
In
but where the bodies at
All this money where the Bugattis at
But dig a lil deeper
And you'll find another insecure man sittin' in a 2 seater
The same
I'm losing my religion
Thank God
I prayed about my decision
How odd
For the man with the mic
To be the man all his life
While Christ-like
thought that I could resist
But the leopard in you silently preyed on me
Deserted by my friends (don't they understand?)
She's so much more than them
thought that I could resist
But the leopard in you silently preyed on me
Deserted by my friends (don't they understand?)
She's so much more than them
can hide from man but not your conscience
You eat the bread of sorrow drink the wine of violence
Allow yourself to be conquered by the serpent
Why
a single one now
Wasn't gonna give my heart to a mother's son now
Many a day I proudly stated, the man for me ain't been created
But here I am baby, the one
Created by magazine
No more for the natural scene
I've waited for a man six feet
They say it'll be good for me
Turn over, turn over, turn over, turn
of their mothers (rep).
And so JAH created man
Male and female according to his plan
All creatures both great and small
And in pairs he create them all
Wo-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Wo-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
This is the story of a man
Who conquered life drink in hand
Ship unmanned
sinkin' in the quicksand
Created by the keeper of time
Cast aside by using ancient tricks
That changes your state of mind
They got you catering
of ignorance
Leaders of the killing
Chaos and fascination
Laws created by man
Moralist ideologies
Hypocrisy pacifist
Kill uncontrolled
Children dying
In ritual
[Littles]
I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
We did in the rain, on the hood
ferociously
Soothing ways of sonic communication
To ever be created
Built for you by the master
Built for you by the ma-
Hey shut up already, what
When I see the beauty of nature I forget the pain
Created by man created by man
The eternal alienation from the essence the wisdom
Which is our home
ferociously
Soothing ways of sonic communication
To ever be created
Built for you by the master
Built for you by the ma-
Hey shut up already, what
You can't tell me life was meant to be like this
A black man in a world dominated by whiteness
Ever since the declaration of independence
We've
what it means to be D
Well they call me Mike D with the mad-man style
I put the mic up to my lips and I can scream for a while
Created a sound at which
part of you is made by God
I can see glory over you
Every part of you is made by God
When God created the human body
He created the body to give Him
Where must I find a place to live
In this jungle created by mankind?
Where will I lay my weary head?
Tell me, how I'll find a peace of mind?
Some
to live by
They painted every passion, every home, created every beautiful child
In the winter they were weavers of warmth,
In the summer they were
AS I SAT SADLY BY HER SIDE
As I sat sadly by her side
At the window, through the glass
She stroked a kitten in her lap
And we watched the world
On the sixth He created the creatures and man
As He said "Let there be life in the seas and sky"
And He said "Let there be life all over the land"
Then He said
At least the bubble that we've created could make for some good TV
Oh Mr. Man upstairs
I know you're tuning in up there, way up there
Would you care
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