Lyrics:
shoulder-to-shoulder
Welcome to Nashville
We crossed against the light on Broadway, we just got into town
Nobody saw the blind man who was showing us around
He'd
and she want me to beat it up
Like I got to keep it tucked
If the Ruger jam up, on bro I'ma beat him up
Like these niggas can't tweak with us
That's Bands
Sat at the bar like Mario blessed
Sheltered by empire back to the wall
Why in the world must Ukraine fall
Signed with the devil evil empire
Run from
She was the rose of Sharon from paradise lost
From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross
I was playing a show in Miami in the theater
singin' 'bout wallpaper cowboys and Hemmingway cats
to a conflict of disinterest from their boots down to their hats
I sang 'em six or seven hundred
know, know
Ahh
Straight from Virginia yall knew once we entered, we styling
I roll with some killers and mobsters but they ain't Italian
I killed an army
sing a song of praise and indebtedness
For our deliverance from evil
Or will we sing a song of sadness
For the dreaded debt this mess delivered us
Burns out the Ukraine
Trees and umbrellas
Protect us from the new rain
Armies of engineers
To analyze the soil
The food we contemplate
The water
the army for us
I just gave all of my bitches some money
They gon' fuck me whenever I'm horny
I bought my niggas everything they wanted
They done gave
us beg to differ
As we set aside our differences
And assemble our own army
To disarm this Weapon of Mass Destruction
That we call our President, for
His army jumps to action well prepared to fight
A tiny band of beautiful soldiers launching into flight
Swirling 'round the archon beast
Hear them howl
the streets hot
Niggas pray I let the beat drop
You would think we wearing white hoods
Hanging niggas by the treetops
30 man army don't find us alarming we
a song of praise and indebtedness
for our deliverance from evil
or will we sing a song of sadness
for the dreaded debt this mess delivered us PEOPLE.
until recently, controlled the entirety of the diamond trade from mine to market to aftermarket. So let’s start by examining the age of the tradition,
just call me, man
We was a army, man, remember the plans we had?
Remember when rehearsals ain't go by so fast?
Remember when touring ain't revolve
and on his knees he confessed
The sins committed by us, evil you're thought to be and stood with
He might just die again, bc it's odd to see a good wish
tucked?
You better hide when you see this glock
Nigga tried to run from us i guaranteed his body dropped
I can neva stop (pfft pfft pfft) they gone call
These streets getting colder i could tell By the temperature
Shots so loud it get to ringing like Olympics do
It's undeniable us real niggas speak
Michigan
Yeah and Gaza still suffering from apartheid
The US backed Israeli army stifling their war cry
Man, and yeah they fucking murdered Sandra Bland
Funk With Us
I want that funk, that Parliament funk
Ohio Players, Bootzilla, Zapp, Gap band
Sly and the Family, I want Uncle Jam's Army to stand up
better drive by me
We the People Army is known to get rowdy
And even if you a friend of the blue
You can get it too, snitchin is never forgettable
This
All these bands, still fuck her on the floor
Came from the dirt, all I had to do was grow
Remember when my shit got repossessed (damn)
That shit had
Down South, hustler, former weight smuggler
I'm Mother, of the Tank, gave birth to an army
Guerrilla millionaires, so don't even ask, if you wanna
Get
from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
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