Lyrics:
Midnight, our sons and daughters
Were cut down and taken from us
Hear their heartbeat we hear their heartbeat
In the wind we hear their laughter
Net cap of 58 thousand pounds
They sweat on their way down
Grey port with customs bastards
Hang around like clowns the uh
Uh containers and their
Elephants have wrinkles, wrinkles, wrinkles
Elephants have wrinkles, wrinkles everywhere
On their toes (on their toes)
No one knows (no one
have a spot in most of their records
60 will always have a spot in part of them
A sound recording will have a spot in part of their 100 songs
Nothing in
Their lives again
Their lives will pull us through
Their lives again
Their lives will pull us through
Their lives again
Their lives will pull us
They're here, but they don't belong
Hey!
They're on their way to a higher place
Lightly dressed with undisputed grace
Statues of flesh
Descend upon the village on a mission of death!
Setting fire to their homes, attacking the men,
We hear their women screaming as we hack off their
Why are these women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
Why are these women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
the streets
and in their faces I can feel
my pure existence is constantly
Deceiving their sight, their taste, their mouth, their head, their ears,
their
stopped chiming
No laughter, no whispering, no sounds
Just haunting, torturous cries
Of the souls they laid in the ground
Let their souls rise
Let their
and waiting the kids will have their say
The kids will have their say
The kids will have their say
The kids will have their say
The kids will have their
Fuck them in their teeth, Keith
Fuck them in their eye, guy
Fuck them in their ear, dear
Fuck them in their hair, Blair
Fuck them in the hickey, dicky
Take no shorts from bass, to bassline
BBD's droppin' hits and funky rhymes
They be frontin' in their cars, they be frontin' in their Jeeps
Above
Werewolves and ravenous wreaths tear into war wounds of venomous being.
They are devoted to fight with the strength of their life draining fangs,
coz u clocked this
They can't run their life that's why they wanna run their mouth.
They can't run their life thats why they wanna run their mouth.
They
waterfall
And I know this can't be real
It is their
It is their world
And nothing really matters
It is their world
And nothing really matters
And I know
Keep a tool on me
No fooling me i'll smack em if their chatting
Their not ruling me their calling me
Their asking what i'm packing
See it's killing
things
No doubt they hide their innermost thoughts, as if to keep Him from knowing them
Surely even when they cover themselves with their garments, He
that are chosen
Livin in fear fear of their cops fear of their jails fear of their laws
livin in fear fear of their plan fear of their guns fear
[Chorus 1:]
Just cause they think their gorgeous
They put their shorts on just like me,
(mmhmm) what they do,
(mmhmm) what they do,
(mmhmm) put their
It's Mayos baba
Frankie baby
It's not your business
It's not your business
It's not your business
It's not your it's not your
It's not their business
Party in Lagos, drinks in Miami
That's how you be moving and leaving you spending it straight as it's coming
On their matter
On their matter
while they suffer? sooner or later you will fall, sooner or later your time will come. How can you pray upon their innocence hammer of justice crushes
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