Lyrics:
slave and make me eat from your hand
This has to stop now honey,You aint Barbie And Im not your Ken
Last night I heard that you fucked a rock´n roll band
a cage
Allies I know feel safer from
Behind their white face
I rock and roll that
De la Rocha style of rap rage
Sage backstage
Keep demon's surfing
I'm getting faded on a daily basis with alien races on space ships, since the slave ships
Having Asian faces. I'll tame the place with my aura then
man, glory's young
We got our own grass, waving in the wind
In the picnic save the sails
Of the slave ships
Like jailhouses rock on some back in the day
America's nightmare
Young, black and just don't give a fuck
I just wanna get high and live it up
So fuck a 9 to 5 and whitey tryin' to slave us (fuck them)
America's nightmare
Young, black and just don't give a fuck
I just wanna get high and live it up
So fuck a 9 to 5 and whitey tryin' to slave us (fuck them)
was killed by the saviors of his own dream
Our movement
Verse One
I'm not a human being into no spirtual shit
Spiritual remanifested
your body blue
Clobber you, roll boulder rocks on top of you
Watch who you're talking to stop or I'll cock and shoot
Frauds said that God's a fluke
an African genotype
The flesh of Rock 'n' Roll and Disco
Was Micheal Jackson's skin tone
Until he Bleached it
It all goes to show that Blackness is Soul
an African genotype
The flesh of Rock 'n' Roll and Disco
Was Micheal Jackson's skin tone
Until he Bleached it
It all goes to show that Blackness is Soul
ways from the bottom of rocks
I seen slaves formulate from they fallacy thought
The faith pays off
Old age, sip slow on these old grapes
Trick hoes try
Aye, [yeah] whoa
Sesame
One-two, one-two, yeah
Mic check, one-two, one-two
It's heavenly
Ready to rock, picking a beat and roll
Light it up, looking
On wine, or virtue
Or the gospel of country, reggae, rock 'n' roll
Soul, funk, because it's renaissance time
And there's so much on the line
You don't have
the work like I'm fresh off a slave ship I've been out all night like I'm working the grave shift
Nigga try me, nine gon' give him a facelift
Bruh moving
nose
You ain't seem to get the pic, hold your pose
(move) hands up high like alter call
You could say we Dwayne the Rock
We Rock and Roll
All the way
in the form of a romantic medley
But be warned, she's beautiful but deadly
She's all about the bank roll, you can tell by the gold
Eyes deep
I want the fans and my show to put the mosh in pit
Barbecuing with my crew chillin' off my tits
with a maid that'll slave cook and wash my dick
in
a maid that'll slave, cook and wash my dick
In a house that I own didn't cost me shit.
So just bounce,
We up in the club bumper to bumper
I just wanna jump
like Cucamonga, I'm way out
And you know I got the flow that'll never play out
I was raised in Cali just like a palm tree
I rock the mic from London
shackled up on some lame shit
Side by side on the bottom of a slave ship
Came a long way from the place that I started from
Ever seen a man's last breath
blinded by cultural ignorance and steady judging
But judge not, lest ye may be judged
For the judgment ye judge ye shall surely be judged, you gets no
Fact is that to an extraordinary extent
Uh By comparative standards the US
Is a business run society
Which means that human rights are subordinated
Well Let me know how this real if we living a lie? We used to hustle nickels & dimes, just to get by. Like if you need it hit my jack meet me
Bad man I'am not owned by no white man
Bad man dressed in all black like I’m batman
Whipping da white like I’m tryna get payback
For what the white
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