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the gates
We'll form our lines
They'll charge in to die
With no fear the time is near
Demons of the sun
Murder is just for fun
The bloodbath has begun
This

breaking hearts all across the land
I read the plan on the back of god’s hand
I don’t think you understand
I’m just getting warmed up
I’m just getting warmed

eyes
Thoughts of loss, you can't disguise
There's a truth, crawling in your mind
Reaching out the dark, tearing through the lines

No one, can help you,

Choking we'll never learn

These corporations
So full of greed
Their bottom line
Don't be deceived

A land of flesh and blood
We'll pay with skin and bones

just to get it right?
Get in line
This the bag check
When the plane land
It's a rap check
One day I'll have mad checks
Whole team will be decked out
Last

Everybody come to see the final showdown
When we hit the road and land in your town
We will fight to take back our crown  

It's smackdown!
Don't mess around

Peeling his filthy skin
Grieving of his shameful
Waiting for the masters hand
As he wanders an endless grey land

As he stayed down,
Clutching

love the girls
Sing another song boys
Is this longing and desire only cold fire
The only true shore-line, to help you dull the siren's song

Burn

It starts with an idea to overturn the government
Don't wait for them to call  
Just let them know it's time to fall
As troops march across the land

Song of India 
Her hidden gems are rich beyond all dreaming 
From hidden mountain caves Thy light is streaming 
O wondrous land...o land of India

still
We are lost
This nebula has no end
The black hole is growing...

Your spaceship
Takes us further
Than we ever dreamed to be
The line between us

Magic and song and the sound of a drum 
From the sea to the sky to the land
Feel the sun on my skin 
I'm at one with the wind 
Elements in the palm

On the line for mine so I gotta keep trying
Why our  people still dying for more oil supplies
The government lies
So red eyes the cure
Roll another one no

Tasche Al Bundy
Würd' ich heut noch Lines ziehen, dann höchstens von mei'm Bambi
Drogenopfer rappen über Tony Sosa
Doch du redest hier mit Hannibal wie

the land
But you can't erase the traces
Of the Lost Tribe of Shabazz

Ain't no future in your frontin'
Look at this outfit I peel back layers like an onion

around and ah doh see happiness
But 
My people is grateful people 
But we mix up
With badness and just a little sadness 

Cause 
In the land ah the steel

take off I stick that land for all my boys
Might go stupid, might go dumb, go insane for all my boys
Think you that and you think you this you just

kinds of trouble

So we said just sign
On the dotted line
And we'll define a reservation
But now the elders stand
On their native land
Only finding

Queen, queen, queen, queen, queen, queen, queen, queen
Freddie Mercury

I'm the Queen of Camp
You must dance when you're in my land
I'm the Queen of Camp

a way around the sadness
Don't know what to say
Without dumb cliches
Why don't we hold hands and jump
Tho we don't know where we'll land?
Why don't we

Pale faced rocks line these walls
I brush the dust from my  face
These rocks are the audience
Bad form to let them wait

The wind blows past these

days
Year ‘44

Violence strikes like boomerang
Feel the grace of burning land
Would you close your eyes like it doesn’t concern you, it’s all you pretend

the dark dank 
cmp rgth plug in
Constraint inner land
Saying thanks from within 
Bomb playing the line take a mic from your friend
Wild ay in the life want

Money falling in my hands
Money falling on demand
Money blowing like a fan
I'll be calling when it land
Money call I'm answering
Money call I do my