Lyrics:
the land of the living to the land of the dead
This eight-legged steed crosses eight points of the compass
From eight directions into eight dimensions
He
salvation burns away in your hands
In the southern heat you perspire then expire as the land of the living's overrun by the Dead
Had your chance now its time
On scorched earth return me to be a simple man
I am destined by the gods to walk this land
An embittered poet, a slave to this black blade
Oh, my
my culture with another called it fusion
We at the bottom of the human chain
It’s so strange how we living we ain’t living
WELCOME TO AMERICA
Land
were headed
To the promise land (Promise land)
But not everybody made it
It was a crucial sacrifice (Sacrifice)
All to make a better living
And since It
on
Though it's nothin' like she had planned
She's gonna be o.k. gonna find a way
Living in no man's land
Every now and then late at night
She thinks
better
Cuz I'm living each day
By the promises in God's word
Word, word, word
Cuz I'm living each day
By the promises in God's word
Sunny days, clear
Living out in the sticks
Heard y'all claiming triple six
One wrong turn
Land your body in a ditch
I wouldn't die
Even if they slit my wrists
Calling
did not know who we are
You have just been informed
Surrender by choice . Or be forcefully taken over by The SlumLand Visionariez
Lets go
Slum
Land
Slum
came to ruin and wrack
To ruin and wrack
Land is now covered by darkness
And this land does not need no more
Lives of the fallen without any sense
is nothing when you're living in the land of the free
Raise that can up sky high, good times, don't give a damn
Damn, it feels good to be free
Another
to get to the promise land
My body is the temple of the living God
My body is the temple of the living God
My body is the temple of the living God
I will
this is my land) (Repeat 8x)
Grumble grumble growl, toss and tumble, ow
How's he living kid (Foul!)
Spoon-feeding is deceiving because I need a fork
by my side that gun’ll bust
Best get busy on the grind like one of us
When you living on the line this what it does
by six angry wives
I was a man from the land of the living
You could imagine how it was upsetting
to know there was no way of getting
Back to my
prasansha karat German Japan hai
(Which is praised by Germans and Japanese)
Cheen bhag datt alopi Max Muller des me humare sanskrit gyan hain
(Max Muller
Oxygen is thrown around by flowers drifting through the air
They twist and twirl everywhere and land so gently in your hair
But as far as I can see
whenever you write down your goals
You're manifesting them into the real world
So let's live that
Big dreams
Big house
Lots of land and live free
I don't
the street)
Me oni baje 9ja oni baje
(Rich people living large
Buying cars everyday)
I used to live by the sea
In cribs at Lekki Beach
Where life was so hard
the street)
Me oni baje 9ja oni baje
(Rich people living large
Buying cars everyday)
I used to live by the sea
In cribs at Lekki Beach
Where life was so hard
would You lead us into the promised land?
Lord, would You lead us into the promised land?
By Your great and mighty hand, deliver us!
Chosen and holy, set
on land mines
You must be living on land mines
Must be why your crying
Broken glass
Oh no matter how I try
I gotta watch you blow by
In a lens
glistening
Like dew on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
As the heavy horses thunder by
To wake the dying city
With the living
glistening
Like dew on a carpet lawn
In these dark towns folk lie sleeping
As the heavy horses thunder by
To wake the dying city
With the living
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