Lyrics:
The book don't end with Malachi
Devil will win employee of the month by the dozen
'Til one score and three years from the third when he doesn't
My village
surrounded by love
Your friends are here when push comes to shove
One of my friends made me believe in magic and stars
Showed me her scars
And I love her not
below
Some say that they believe but indeed you see very few know
It's gone take you to the promised land listen to the flow
Raise a hand if you
Can't believe it…
I can't stop thinking ‘bout
The way that he looks
The way that he sounds
The way that he makes my heart pound!
It's so stupid…
Turn it up, turn it so loud
It don't ever stop
No no no no
Turn it up, makes me so proud
I believe in this feeling
Well you've lost all
Turn it up, turn it so loud
It don't ever stop
No no no no
Turn it up, makes me so proud
I believe in this feeling
Well you've lost all
start the lynching
But stand silently by while it happens
Justifying with your false narrative
Benefitting from white supremacy
You call patriotism
Make
by the callers
In the land of our fathers
We will rise to the callin
And I'm feelin tall 'n
Everythings lookin small 'n
I'm recallin every thing that I
it’s real or make believe
Imagine unicorns, marshmallows and your best friend Steve
Hey Steve
Play the keytar
Steve plays the keytar real good
Look
by the
invasion of the other colourrace,with the sole purpose of
neutralising the subject in person of the other- race, and make him
feel inferior so
their eyes
But with everything we have
And everything we've lost
I find it hard to believe
It will ever be enough to make the children change
The world
I've just taken a sacred oath each of those patriots have taken. The oath first sworn by George Washington. But the American story depends not on any one
step, believe me
Come see me
I'll make you see moons in the break of day
And make sure that your body
Slowly starts to decay
It's gruesome, I had to add
And the profile of a Cary Grant,
A superior being
Totally made by hand.
Throw out imperfection,
Mold you section by section,
Gonna make you the ultimate
fooled by what they're speaking
Many truths can be deceiving
I, won't try to hide, what I believe in
Who are you to make these claims
Homeschooled
Well I see him on the TV
Preachin' 'bout the promised land
He tells me to believe in Jesus
And steals the money from my hand
Some say he was
Will I see him on the tv
Preachin bout the promised land
He tells me to believe in jesus
And steals the money from my hand
Some say he was
wake up
Unless it's inside your arms
I am loved or I'm lost
And I believe
There's a place for me;
Is it weird of me to say:
Hey let's make a rom-com
And entering into your demension
With intentions to bend your mind by bending space and time
The dream is real, kids, don't ever forget it, I'm in the zone
You
(Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo's, those are shoes by the way)
You're so contagious, I can't take it have my baby, let's just make it
Excuse me, what's
to send a message from this land, to break every barrier, to write a brand new word
And it's mythology that makes you turn your leaves and run, fall
Welcome to the land of make believe
Welcome to the land of democracy and freedom
Welcome to the land of shattered dreams
Living in the Land of Dreams
Take
pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,
pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,
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