Lyrics:
The Cremation of Sam McGee
The Cremation of Sam McGee
(Robert W. Service)
There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil
Overtaken by the high tide
Feel the rain against my skin
Drown my soul in the water again
Move on me
Move on me
Move on me
Shake, shake, should have
"Never to go to war with one another again"
". . .Juden. . ."
"This country is at war with Germany."
"December 7, 1941, (the Japanese have
You's a little nigga fit right up in a 6 by 3
Layin' up like this
Lips sewn shut eyes closed
Niggas walk past the casket damn shorty nice pose
You was
hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love
My love
I love the way you're standing
Lips look so sweet, like
hey, my love, hey
My love, hey, my love
My love
I love the way you're standing
Lips look so sweet, like cotton candy (my love)
That don't mean
Yeah
Who's up next
Get in line, get in line
One by one
One at a time
Step right up
Uh
Back to the basics
Lab in the basement
Rapping away when
there's no turning back again
Like a rose that lies brushed and crumbled on the sand
She was created by heaven now destroyed by man
Destroyed by man
on the block, the boy was hot and didn't give a fuck (Scandalous)
Runnin' up in the black mask, niggas if you got cash, drop it off in that bag and make craps
to the sweet underground
Where I can tell by the color of my skin
And I know my neighbor `cos he`s the one, yes he`s the one
Who always turns me in
A woman
[Chorus: x6]
Back to the grill again, the grill again
[MC Serch]
You need a posse the size of the Nazis to attack this
And you're more
thing relieves me
Spirit guide whisper in my ear, tell me that she sees me
"Did he touch you?" I said "No" again, still they didn't believe me
Mother's
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
Hey you were standing by the screen door slamming
Rather clear what's taking place
You were holding on to Louie, he was packing, he was heavy
That
I'm ready to leave town again
I'm not going nowhere
Take me as I am
I'm better off by your side
Some thoughts paralyze me
Look up, baby, I'm off my
I slam myself again for the one millionth time
There's nothing going on in my mellon fickin' mind
I stare all day at a never ending stream
Of useless
And gunned down
By a black cop
Because your hair was blonde
Your eyes were blue
Tell me please what would you do
This shit has got stop
Hate us when we rise
better than pushing up petals man
A dozen roses to settle collections with your debtors
Black roses don’t get no deader
If you fall it won’t be forever
If
told him "knock it off"
But he did it again and again
I could tell she was scared by the shaking in her hands
And he still didn't stop so she ran
Yeah,
into a void I think I'll sink tonight
All the burns on my skin will peel away and blister
And I'll do it all again bewitched just by your whispers
trip
Realize I was worthless and now I
See where the church is
Black and I stay strapped with some shit
That will make the earth flip
Born with a curse
fades to black
Call back
Call back
We'll never be alone again
Call back
We'll never be alone again
Call back
Call back
Times like these
It all fades
creeping inside
As I'm starring at your eyes its black colors my whole life
You took me for granted, what you do is what you've done
What you have ever had
from the lies
their eyes were open, but still they could not see
blinded by their way of life, but they missed their destiny
They were all Black
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