absolutely have to Never sell a war you go to war to defend More than alliances in support of your women and men Only once has there been a direct threat
have to Never sell a war you go to war to defend More than alliances in support of your women and men Only once has there been a direct threat Forgetting
: Tickled with fame admit you're a slave ripping through a maze Limping to a grave with a page in a caged stage Six ways in eight days they trick your
: [Look I'm not a gimmick, there's not a rapper I'm trying to mimic My life move about a mile a minute Make the best of it while I'm in it Talk shit
yeah I'm gonna fade away War, children It's just a shot away It's just a shot away War, children It's just a shot away It's just a shot away Ooh See
belong here It's not much that we can bear The war is on; the war is on- The devil is a liar so lets rebuke him The war is on; the war is on- He's been
y'all Weak rhymes same topics This one for the street for the projects For my G's with the weed in the apartments (uh) For my dogs in the law hit with
with ya'll Weak rhymes, same topics This one's for the streets, for the projects For my g's with the weed in the apartments For my dogs in the law hit
that's stopping war Then thank God for the bomb Thank God for the bomb Thank God for the bomb Thank God for the bomb Nuke ya nuke ya War is just another
i fucked the minds of the masses with the fingers of liberty. this is not a threat. [this is not a threat] i'm not perfect, i'm not a beauty queen,
hate, open the iron gate It's our destiny to make the cold war history You think I give a shit If you're a socialist If you're a capitalist We've all
been set Logic is a threat Reason searched + seized Jerry spent some Time in Michigan A 20 year vacation After all he had a dime A dime is worth a Lot
ways I made out, Montana way The Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray Dipped attache, jumped out the Range, empty out the ashtray A glass of 'ze make a man
I escape into zones, that's irregular Why debate on a phone, I'm solar cellular Escobar 600, you just a crumb inside a world where the rich run it, curriculum of a
the way for birth of a Generation, X Spoken with a project dialect, bomb threat to the air waves, hit the deck Pressed for time in a world lacking sunshine
in pursuit of gold lines, can a n---a touch it If I can't see ya can't truss it A shady character like Buzz Buzzard Lay him out like a plush rug-ged *
Meeno, Blinky Blink Huddy Combs, Cardan All Out [Meeno] There's a lot of things that been on my mine Lately a lot a fakes been crossing the line
at me And a dream you had Of your mum and dad On a beach somewhere And the poison air With the cancer threat In a cigarette Deadwing lullaby