Lyrics:
PR UNDRSCR (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Slave son (Uh) Slave Son (Uh)
If you want the money, go and get it son
Slave son (Uh) Slave Son (Uh)
If you want them
surprised,
So many of her sons to see, In garments of disguise.
Her name has gone out through the world, Free Labor, Soil, and Men;
But slaves had better far
Straight out the streets
Generation
Cut out the beef
Make it patient
Soar to the moon
Destination
When imma reach there
Celebration
Rolling in my
though, always keeping face low
Pace slow (hop in, hop out)
Psychos start wars
Their slaves die every day 'cause (die)
Fertilizers are required at my place
skills.
Sinking in quick-sand confined to this slave Island
Designed from a master's plan we'll never have thee upper hand
Sinking in quicksand derived
Cede thoughts...No remorse...Brute force
In trance...I advance...I enhance
Now heel to the master...Punish the slave
Heel to your master...Punish your
I don't want your religion
I don't want your religion
I don't want your religion
Slave Master
I don't want your religion
I don't want your religion
I
o'er the sea.
"Take in our lofty canvas, lads, " the watchful master cried,
"For in our ship's company some sudden danger lies,
For every man who rounds
fruits, niggas be mango (Bitch)
I ain't no slave kill the master like Jango (Hell nah)
Never do my bro like Cain and Abel (Hell nah)
Devil say that cause
of torture, won't make me behave
Who will be the master? Who will be the slave?
Who will be the master? Who will be the slave?
You're a victim, is what you
of torture, won't make me behave
Who will be the master? Who will be the slave?
Who will be the master? Who will be the slave?
You're a victim, is what you
Just bought a new whip, nigga, like I'm a slave master
I pour up two zips, nigga, I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way
feet
Go take out the garbage or you're gonna hear from me
Slave lover, umm umm, slave lover
She'd tell me not to wait, don't you hesitate
Slave lover,
drain ya life
Have you goin' cray cray
Then you wonder why a grown man snap
And go down like may day?
Work like slaves gotta get paid
Drinkin' out a hand
all the while
Stop war and go till the soil
Stop fighting for land and oil
Fi di coil so many go defile
Slave master spit inna dem face dem tek dat
all the while
Stop war and go till the soil
Stop fighting for land and oil
Fi di coil so many go defile
Slave master spit inna dem face dem tek dat
[Master P]
Say brah
In this game called life
It's charces (choices), decisions, and consequences
I decided to change my life, for the better [ya
and an enormous Genie appeared before him.
I am at your service master.
Ask me whatever you want,
i am the slave of whoever wears my master's ring.
Oh slave
Slave to yo body
A slave to yo body
A slave to yo body
It got me in shackles
Bring me yo body
Girl bring me yo body
Girl bring me yo body
It looks so
like a slave
Remember that I am The Master
No, not one that promotes supremacy
Rather one that promotes divinity
I am the Master of my Thoughts,
"THE MASTER OF HELLA SLAVE IN HEAVEN"
Verse 1st
MORNING STAR
CAST DOWN FROM THE HEAVENS
BOWS DOWN TO NO ONE
HE'S THE KING OF HELL
WITH RED WINGS
where niggas don't live long
they parents out-live they kids
Rest in peace to my homie they like split his wig
Now who won't walk that last
at the fish out of water. How can it live without the Beloved? For the Beloved's sake it offers its life. Out of water the fish is all alone; it twitches in
Hey I wanna tell you something
But I'mma tell you a story first
Hope you get it
Once upon a time in the days of barter trade men
A king kept slave's
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