Lyrics:
they're sayin
And Sarah
Whatever happened to love
Can I be someone that you think of
With the light from the stars above
They shine just for the two of us
pursue serpents head
Youre displaced by a bone number
Scream I´m right behind
Youre next
Youre doomed to suffer the violence
Of writhing torment
Its
(intro music)
Knox
Fanny Levy, Sarah Edelson,
Two women no one knows
Take to the streets,
To protest an increase, the price of beef
V 3
Roosevelt
swore I would fight
come see Sarah setting course now
flying shards will cut her sails down
submerged in your alkaline
smothered by a black cloud nine
What we do when we go high?
We doin' it all night
Ooh, the girls, they wanna ride with us tonight
I'm in the middle of the club with my niggas
No justice no peace
It’s been one too many
Need justice to be served to just us
All lives can’t matter till black do
Tired of funerals & candle light
at us)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Two miles per hour, we crawl by
Let 'em look at us (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Thirty cars still feelin' like
I ain't got enough
Thirty
sinning
Mocking the cross living unrepented
My sinful life kept us so
Distant
I know lord and been king
Let him run your life like a
Simmons
Then
Now bring it out
Like a finger in the back of your mouth
Cherubs and cerebellum, Tara at Sarah's wedding
Sam marrying Sam
Band pushed upon
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
ignore!
V25 Group
(and individual lines by each)
1/2 group 1 & 2
Agreed…
1/2 Group 3 & 4
Here here
All Group
I say we finally ignore
1/2 Group 1 & 2
in abandoned homes
We hustling for Sarah lee
Sometimes we ain't eat at all
Thank God that I'm still alive
A blessing after the storm
From stuck in them
HSMTMTS
But your garbage is a fucking mess
Take the fucking trash out, you stupid whore
You live by yourself, you have like one fucking chore, and that's
Bobby...
Bobby baby...
Name it, Sarah Bobby bubi...
Listen, pal, I'd like your opinion Bob...
Rob-O...
Robby, love...
Try me, Peter Bobby,
by the way imma shred it
East coast, we the beast coast
I'll be damned if they really think they could beat us
We know, you can't see low when it
Ain't come around here and fuck wit us,
I'm from the man wit the gang-bang,
Since I was little ain't a god damn thing changed,
Its the same old same,
hands
But my mind was strong, I grew where you hold your blacks up
Trap us, expect us not to pick gats up
Where you drop your cracks off by the Mack
had to mark him for safety
And why were there people in the land of ??Nile??
If they weren't put there by the Gods
[ CHORUS: The Insidious One ]
From
see your cards
Big decisions
Are being made by those
Who shouldn't have a say
Their ignorance shows
If only you listened to Sarah Grimké
In 1836 and we
send somebody to ease the pain
You know they need a way up out the game
I know you hear her God, her name is Sarah Jane
we in here to move bucks
I know niggas with K K K's like Ku Klux
Ain't no math test so choose up
And if you looking for true shit then choose us
siendo fuerte para mi familia y mis amigos
I find myself gettin' better by the fuckin' minute
Number one, my momma always had to save the minutes
Got
Someone said Sarah sold shells by the sea
But me and Sarah cool so I got 'em for free
Moms said that I could be a doctor
But I just had to learn how to heal
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