Lyrics:
the Arrival
Of a brand new beginning in an upward spiral
Hand picked by God in the land of facade
This country's at a crossroad, hold to the iron rod
Hate's
down now
I'm way down now
Won't you show me something true today
C'mon and show me anything but this
She took us by the hand
Hell was the promised land
millions, that's fasho
Got my bruddas on standby
I'm boutta blow like a land mine
I heard you broke and you ran dry
LAX, I'ma land by
Lotta things in
the shadows of war may descend
Death is calling, but we choose life
A nation lead by the lies on their TVs
A subtle villain constructing destructive plights
simulated
It's insinuated by the fact that everything is fabricated
Bakeracted
Now I know that I'm how Baker acted
So they found him layin' by the TV static
I was feelin' the blues
I was watching the news
When this fella came on the TV
He said I'm tellin' you
That science has proven
That heartaches are
out with your hands up
Or we're gonna blow you out of here
There was a face in the window
TV cameras rolled
And they cut to the announcer
And the story
been
JJ, FP 1-9-9-3
M-O-V-I-E's, T.V and CD
Me and Jeff brand new on the radio
Step on the scene and the crowd scream
(There they go)
What? a star? thats
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
shine, in the doorway
Cell block, you stop, inmates, you on they jock
Seein protection, big men hit your midsection
You gettin bumrushed, by TV's with
weet ons hoeveel mense net bietjie liefde soek?
As die Afriforum en die EFF
As skole wat brand, ja die wêreld is maar zef
As Amor Vittone wat vir ‘n TV
a martyr, feed the flame
Are we only held together by disdain for one another
Where's the truth, where's the life, where's the way
God bless the land of info
or sold
It was stole by your great granddaddy's ganking
Osagyefo said they call it primitive accumulation
Plantations, TV stations wealth is very
him in the jungle
In the land of the sugar cane
Ever since the day they fiddled around
I said he ain't never been the same
I said oh-La
I say
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
Can't hide the moon
Can't keep some secrets so big
Yes, the truth must transcend
And when it does, my friend I will be chillin' by the TV
Rockin' with
yourself as those big TV stars
Actors they are in the very darkest of plots
To ruin our lives against all we've fought
The land of the free
Home
convention
Italian mobster shoots a lobster
Seafood restaurant gets out of hand
A car in the fridge, a fridge in the car
Like cowboys do in TV land
the car?
Like cowboys do - in T.V. land
You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh?
So get back to work an' sweat some more
The sun will sink an' we'll get out
the car?
Like cowboys do - in T.V. land
You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh?
So get back to work an' sweat some more
The sun will sink an' we'll get out
convention
Italian mobster shoots a lobster
Seafood restaurant gets out of hand
A car in the fridge, a fridge in the car
Like cowboys do in TV land
the car?
Like cowboys do - in T.V. land
You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh?
So get back to work an' sweat some more
The sun will sink an' we'll get out
Jacme
Take it in the butt yah, yazz wha
I got land in Switzerland
Even got sand in the Marylands
Bahamas in the spring, baby, it's a Big-Momma thing
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