Hearts aren?t really our guides We are truly alone ?Cause God ain?t up in the sky Holding together our bones Remember we used to speak Now I?m starting
Hearts aren't really our guides. We are truly alone. 'Cause God ain't up in the sky, Holding together our bones. Remember we used to speak. Now I'm
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city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47 Dispear, eh! And anytime them clap it up the whole city level Dispear Like Burning Spear And such and
all start from the front of the line everybody wanna contact me and get wit me but still end up being mad 'cause i charge fifty and as for you suka, you
dark side of the moon and contact with aliens I started out like Australians, criminal minded Broke into hell, tore it down, and built and city behind
they have to time to communicate which means they unite as a top gun/ no ridin the emergency van/ 'cause i can take trips come back to New York City curved
This Spear, hey Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47 This Spear, eh! And anytime them clap it up the whole city level This Spear
Pick up the phone and give my homiez a call What's up with y'all? (What's up y'all?) Livin' in the city where we born to ball Rolled up a Philly we pack
my motto burn the word tommorrow watch the way I catch wreck on my plantation paranormal illa sub human-being's what you're facing mentally blazin' with my squadron as
wou Ve been set upon while floundering on the glass-strewn carpet. as it happened, however, I leapt through the open door of the careening bus as it departed the city
Uhh, my eyes are a glare Uhh, I'm lookin up at this world from a stare and really don't know which way I'ma turn I could get burned upon contact I'm makin
Uhh, my eyes are a glare Uhh, I'm lookin up at this world from a stare And really don't know which way i'ma turn I could get burned upon contact I'm makin
Viewing with disgust A place you hate - Killings everyday Before your eyes - Burning corpses Flesh rains down - Robbed of our defences As other countries
from the front of the line But everybody wanna contact me, and get wit me And still end up bein mad 'cause I charge 50 And as for you suckaz, you