Lyrics:
the Father's plan
You're sending us out, light in this broken land
All authority
Every victory is Yours
Savior, worthy of honor and glory
Worthy of all
if our hearts are joined as one
then we can never die.
Now the 'Dove of Peace' lies dead,
upon this land our fathers bled,
and 'Drakes Drum' lies
talkin' 'bout cheddar
Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
Four swordsmen, from the land of the lost
Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
nephews know I love them
That I'm always here a good son to my mother
A brother, loving and fair
I'm content with being a man saved by Grace
Father to my
wave
Death by death by death
Earth by Earth by Earth
Promised Land
Thirst fuels thrust, engines are howling
Eyeballs in, tissue is mauling
Gravity
Remember back in egypt
How our father freed us
To praise his holy name
Remember all his goodness
Remember all his kindness
His law is still the same
The lord
the highlands
Unite, make our final stand
Revolt against the forces of the English tyrant Edward the First
My father fallen by them
And now they strike us
There's a land that is fairer than day
And by faith we can see it afar
For the Father waits over the way
To prepare us a dwelling place there
Maybachs for the profit
Get a Lexus for my mama
Hail Marys for our fathers
Press the pedal to get farther
In that new thing
(?) the dollar
All about it
I hate you, the pigs who turn the screws, I hate everything you stand for
I hate the world we've bred, political pigs we've fed,
Our fathers left
tempest gather
To loved Erin the green, the dear land of our fathers
Will you come, will you, will you, will you come to the bower
Will you come
You're sending us out, light in this broken land
We will overcome by the blood of the Lamb
And the word of our testimony, everyone overcome
not rich I'm just on the way back to the land where they need this grip
You give yours to a charity fund, I give mine to a cuz that's sick
You see
Bo
Keeping our business down on the low
Sipping on Hennessy smoking on dro
High key I got it for the low
Just like Eddie baby I would go
All these
Bo
Keeping our business down on the low
Sipping on Hennessy smoking on dro
High key I got it for the low
Just like Eddie baby I would go
All these
Bo
Keeping our business down on the low
Sipping on Hennessy smoking on dro
High key I got it for the low
Just like Eddie baby I would go
All these
the ruckus
So everybody tryna scrap with us
When we was down ten to our last meal
Everybody tried to laugh at us
It's Cythadon and Boboy
Mo fucker turn
help me understand
We witnesses operation motorman
The invasion of British Troops across our land
Who called for the rebels to disband
To be taken in
our guns
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
For the ashes of our fathers and the children of our sons.
In the dry winds
to live to see my kids
The sins of our fathers
Why my people gotta die?
There's blood in the water
I should be allowed to live
There's blood in the water
ask us what's the matter
I say you stepping on our hands when we climb up the ladder
We built this land for free and made your pockets fatter
Took our
the land for the highlord
God bless the land and our highlord
War and anger shall reign
The clash of iron can be heard
By blindness you're driven insane
I'm
toil
His bend your back and break the soil
Who can say what you sow beneath the sand
Day by day something stirs our sleeping land
Open your eyes my
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