Lyrics:
heart I'm perpetuating farther and farther
Until I'm hardly what I was at the start
Disregarding my weakness
Learning by meekness
Tearing me apart 'cause
getting our kicks
Later on by the pool
Looking good ah, be cool
There's no craic double back
Moving on down the track
Moving on down the line
Got
I know the struggle is so hard
And at times, it feels like progress is so slow
But we continue down the road
With our heads held high
Following Lady
instrumentals
Had my pencil and plus my paper
We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur
Writing rhymes tryin ta find our
Spot off in that light
Light off in
to ask.
PRESENTER:
But what will that mean for our fishing industry? Is that something we should be worried about? As I understand it, EU countries want
putting up sleek concrete
Tearing the old landmarks down now
Paving over brave little parks
Ripping off Indian land again
How long how long
Short sighted
Bleeding from foot as they run through the night
Tearing down visions of love
Weep
Weeping so pathways can heal
Running from harm as you reflect on
All
Burn it down!
The world is burning so fast
They say it's our fault we won't last
Killing morality
Killing the industry
Can't change the way we feel
our youth is gettin' murdered by
the D.A. says they got me on a felony
I'm tryin' to live my life, so what the fuck is you tellin' me?
The streets
(Whole squad get it down like this)
(Pharoahe fucking Monch, ain't a damn thang changed)
(Whole squad get it down like this)
(Sheek Louch, God)
They founded our town on solid ground
A paper company in Wisconsin
On the canadian shield, Our souls to be healed
By the life that to us was given
Mouth about the Greenhouse
Y’all know what I’m talkin’ about
Locals be quick to, disrespect our tribe
‘cause we ain't from the East
The West for the South
clash amongst the sand
Our leader spots our foe
Tearing out her fur!
Queen versus queen!
Mighty and supreme!
Gang upon the weak!
Blood runs down
They say he was a pillar of industry Well, God made some pillars, so some must filler be. Like me, a simple servant of the company My humble
Betrayed by the powers who swore to protect and serve
We were made from industry, they’ll not forget our history
Where I was born, I was raised
Built
Welcome to new sunrises
Painting hues of orange and blue
Across the previously peppermint sky
Pouring our souls into every place
Along with a few
By us or a fireey dart
We did our part...
It's time to put the enemy's camp in the trauma unit
Because my God never fails like an honor student
Wu original, true colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I
Wu original, true colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I
bulletproof glass pushin' past the haters
Cuban links and Rolexes, fold a check from Epic
This industry ain't gotta like us but they gon' respect it
Built
it
Nigga I live it (no bloodclat gimmicks) blow
Soul survive cut me a slice of American Pie
Piece by piece, bit by bit
'Fore it all falls down in
and Big Gipp, yo we all some pimps
Gettin' money out the sexual industries
At the same, tryin' to get our slice
Never lookin' back twice, livin' in
never going back now
Ah, never gonna back, never gonna back down
Blinded by faith and devotion
Shade the fire inside our hearts
Ties that we've made
Understand that government and industry's the catalyst
A battle was lost but quiet war still wages
Police engage us, like potential bigamists
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