Lyrics:
'till I'm blinded by light
Yeah, I'm going to keep dreaming 'till the timing is right
What's it matter when it all falls down?
I'm just trying to find my
permission to put
Humans in this condition
"This land is whose land?"
They must've forgot
Kickin' the black in the ass
While keeping the brown out
This one
inside
Fine
You think you know, but it's all in your mind
You think you know just whose fate has been signed
You think you know just whose heart has gone
One, two, one, two, three
There is a park that is known
For the face it attracts
Colorful people whose hair
On 1 side is swept back
The smile
One, two, one, two, three
There is a park that is known
For the face it attracts
Colorful people whose hair
On 1 side is swept back
The smile
and he's loved by kids
Pay attention and let me tell you who Charlie Mack is
He's our homeboy from around the block
He's reguarded through the city
Wondering when the dust clears
What it is I will hear?
Is it sobbing or cheers?
And whose cheers and whose tears?
Will I wake up amazed that the old
you to stay
I ain’t gonna beg you to stay
I’m still alive
I made it through the night
Now that you’re gone
I can move on
You’re is in my past
And I
E EZ Eth
Respectful responsible resilient learner getting burnt by a Bunsen burner
The gas on I have got my lighter we about to set this place
She said rain on me, I said gladly Drop your addy, I be by Malone anyway
Let's get jazzy, exactly I'm a dog like Scooby, but the man like Shaggy
I
6. Hypnagogic Hop
The false peace it returns now
Bizarre becomes mundane
Tripartite of my form
Is an image of the sane
Whose face was that?
the millions
Who keep growing
Whose season stays at Autumn
And whose only colour's grey
Though we get by on the dole
It feeds the body, starves the soul
Stay reserved and cool
I know your mind is a tool
Don't converse with fools
From a distance whose who
Judge a man by his views
Not no diamonds or no
wolves, seeking whom they may kill
You 'll know them by the life they live and the massage they up hold
A tree is known by the fruit it bears and the seeds
Padded with power here they come
International loan sharks backed by the guns
Of market hungry military profiteers
Whose word is a swamp and whose
Padded with power here they come
International loan sharks backed by the guns
Of market hungry military profiteers
Whose word is a swamp and whose
shadows in the sun
Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom crashin'
Flashin' for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashin' for
Yeah, 2023 man (it's me, your bro)
Yo, you know?
Let's go (this my passion 4 rap)
This is a moment I've been plaining lots of months ago
The first
on whose brains end up on the board
step into my sights and I'll see ya to the Lord
It's a game I abhor but I play it once more,
it's hard just to know
we struggle, claw for everything we got
Only turn the television to be told we're for naught
Forgotten by the aristocrats whose thoughts serve only for
the stupid shit we did back in our adolescence
Messing with the guy in sporting goods cuz it's hilarious
Asking which weapon is best to kill our parents with
Oh sing for me and think of me she mournfully did say
Sure I´m an Ulster Orangeman from Erin´s Isle I came
Pure old Dicey Riley I´m still haunted
vantage
Inhabited by some ancient entities whose every word is vintage
We're the silent characters sent to discourage Goldilocks from eating the porridge
see that you tryna ruin me
I'll leave you bruised like brewery
Production is raw like Riley Reid
I'm going dumb, no Ivy League
+Ultra that boy that they
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