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Rage

Vic Mensa

The Manuscript

2017

down from a thousand miles
I'm falling fast
I'm falling fast

I want you to rage into the night
I want you to blaze into the light
Before your

and let's go
We can buy the rest on the road
Empty out the tank
I'll give it all before I go
Power to influence generations was bestowed on me
Story still

side-to-side
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light-years thick
But out by us it's just three thousand light-years wide
We're thirty thousand

a generation
Tongue tied in a twisted nation
Fill the sky with every light you have
Just get me out of here
Are you watching now
Or are you still asleep

An entire generation
Is left without a chance
Poorer than our parents
A twist of circumstance

Born in pessimism
Discouraged by our dreams

parents hands were on me when they wed

I'm like a member of the family

Three generations have handed me down

I'm in the drawer by your bed

I'm still

generation a different breed
A lot of pain in this shit I seen niggas bleed
Sometimes I wish Chaz would have took a plea
But it's still fuck the law until they

the story's over
Why am I still writing pages?

'Cause saying goodbye is death
By a thousand cuts flashbacks waking me up
I get drunk, but it's not enough

that era dominated by the Generation Z
Who gives a damn about your looks when money makes you sexy

One hunnid ones
One thousand tens
Ten thousand

niggas can't hit
In that era dominated by the Generation Z
Who gives a damn about your looks when money makes you sexy

One hunnid ones (Yeah)
One thousand

The 1975 [Notes on a Conditional Form]

The 1975

The 1975

2019

We must admit that we are losing this battle
We have to acknowledge that the older generations have failed
All political movements in their present

steps on a thousand mile journey
Started off on the right foot marching towards glory
So I speak with the voice of a thousand people
For my generation

Dreaming by any means necessary
Yeah
But
But I'm more Malcolm than Martin
More Murda than Marcus
If we kill off the ego, it ain't nothing to stop us
1000

What's going on? What's going on? 

Day by day I still remember
Where is my warmth - in my heart forever
I should be strong - survive the trials
I hear

Aquel Que Había Muerto [Radio Edit]

Vico C

Aquel Que Habia Muerto

1998

Repartiendo las buenas nuevas de Salvation

A lo unico que le queda de la generation!



Yo tengo un enemigo que me quiere aplastar CHACUCHA CUCHU CUCHA

itty bitty
Go to school get a job in the city
By 25 your whole world changes
By 33 your life rearranges
All my friends they all getting married
Having

the generations
Everyday I be facing my trepidations
Tasting the pace of my dedication
Will I faint will I face all these limitations
Paving a way for

the generations
Everyday I be facing my trepidations
Tasting the pace of my dedication
Will I faint will I face all these limitations
Paving a way for

Slow, Cold Drops

Sole

Selling Live Water

the drying rain.
And later, dodging a blocked-out penthouse, 
The sun over a flooded lot sets into itself.
Here on my nine thousand some-odd opening night

too small to see

Since I’m made to hear your story 
Since you caterwauled it for me 
More and more and 
A thousand times is not enough 

I understand

A Day to God Is 1,000 Years

RZA

The Birth of a Prince

2003

around the world on a blind horse
Strapped down, I'd still get my point across
Allah is father of all
You debate whether big, whether small
Whether

YES TO THE WORLD

FOR A THOUSAND YEARS
MY VOICE HAS GONE
I CAN’T UNDERSTAND THIS BRUTALITY
DAY BY DAY
THE DREAMS ARE DESTROYED
AMBITION IS GREATER

killing my high
My generation's too young to liberate
But understand enough to shiver by the state of your shit
So try to share the guilt or try to point

everlasting to eternity you are God

For a thousand years in your sight
Is like a day that's just gone by
Or a watch in the night, you are so powerful
Teach us