Lyrics:
Religion came to stay
Oh yeah, religion come to stay
Oh yeah, bad vibes they've gone all away
Religion came to stay
Alright what you tell rastafar
I
Ask yourself why we just get by
While we struggle to maintain, bring sight to the blind
Up against the machine the "Bush Killer" remain
In between
ain't real
Cause they won't give us no jobs, that's the real deal
Hold my hand while I get it all together
They don't deserve me at times of bad
learnin'
Guns bustin', tyres turnin', that's a Russian and a German
That's your phone ringin', you can hear the beep
You won't be saved by the bell when
you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is
Drankin' yet I'm thinking of another rhyme
Smokin', hoping that some bad news will come some other
even help
You won't even buy 'em a drink
Is that any way to meet them?
If you're gonna boast, boast around somebody that has what you have
Don't make
you on some other shit
Oh, what a job this is
Drankin' yet I'm thinking of another rhyme
Smokin', hoping that some bad news will come some other
(Ooh ooh)
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, the champion (champion, champion)
Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when
on home
(Baby, won't you please come home? I don't want to be alone)
Somebody help me
Come on, come on home
got me trippin' (nah, nah)
She got me down bad
You hate being alone (know that you hate it)
Need somebody to call (body to call)
But I won't pick up
man enough
To stand by his side
To fight for his love
To leave fear behind
Can't put me in a box
With no cross and no chains
If your religion is love
place
Fo' mo enenmy to hide than behind religion
Done gee seen on I pray for you but I won't follow you to yo end
I know of a place not too far away
side of the county line
Verse 2:
On the north side of the county line
Somebody's rich, somebody's lyin'
If there's bad news, it's hard to find
so blind
Someone please help me
I think i'm addicted
If somebody hears this
I won't be a victim
Was blinded by pleasure
Misguided and brainwashed
And we're introducing the starting lineup
We're gonna introduce now the North Clayton Eagles
Coached by James Gwynn
His starters, number 21,
drank, sippin' Wock by the paint
Rich nigga, I buy you my friendship with the bank
My boujie bitch be actin' like she loyal, but she ain't
Fell in love
And we're introducing the starting lineup
We're gonna introduce now the North Clayton Eagles
Coached by James Gwynn
His starters, number 21,
things bad
Bombs bursting outside, while I use my hand
If I'm 'finna die, I won't die all sad
I'ma die spreading seed all throughout this land
& under cover of darkness he made his way
To the middle of the municipal park
& he hid in the bushes & waited for somebody to come
Walkin' along by
Why you talking nigga yeah i do this shit
Like buddha im true to this
Wont play me lil nigga i aint a fool to this
Yeah bitch we gon win i hate that
Who's bad?
She was more like a beauty
Queen from a movie scene
I said, "Don't mind, but what do you mean
I am the one
Who will dance on the floor
brains
'Cause I'm hurtin bad but I'm fightin... blast, on the other day
These problems got me usin more drugs, along with the other things
I'm slowly
won't get the time back, it's my bad
Should've told your ass when you had came to me
I don't need a bitch for (nothing, oh) nothing, nothing
Don't
won't see you everyday
I'll find you in somebody else
Wait, hold on
I won't ever let you leave
No, you're not going
Love was never in my mind til you came
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