INTRO Give us the truth...part 2 (part 2, part 2, part2) Give us the truth For every email, for every phone call For everybody that came up to me at a
' us since we were seeds Give us the truth that's what we need Teachers and preachers teach us the things that set us free Give us the truth that's what
Übersetzung: Flamme. Give Us The Truth.
INTRO Give us the truth...part 2 (part 2, part 2, part2) Give us the truth For every email, for every phone call For everybody that came up to me at
us since we were seeds Give us the truth that's what we need Teachers and preachers teach us the things that set us free Give us the truth that's what
When I think about the book, man, I think about legacy And our legacy as Christians is the truth of God God has entrusted us with His truth Wants us to
of us is goin' to hell I got the whole place covered with loc'ed out brothers And nothing but love for eachother So motherfucker make a motion I give
: (feat. Kadafi (Outlawz)) [Intro: 2Pac] Let us pray Heavenly Father, hear a nigga down here Before I go to sleep Tell me, who do you believe in? Who
name. And we go from flame to flame. We've got one claim to fame. We're the party with no name. Make those footsteps to the floor. You can't see us
cheerfully burn It's curious Some will call for justice. There are murders to solve What about Hitler? Or at least Lee Harvey Oswald Give us this day
of me My flames have all burnt out my hopes no part of my reality There's no escaping fear, I can't breathe, I'm struggling My flames have all burnt out
: A bullet never lies, it always tells the truth My words are gunshots that influence the youth Assassinate presidents like John Wilkes Booth Put the
the storm that awaits As our crumbling world starts to give way Falling around us a new kingdom rises billions of souls sinking and sinking The flames
what, Johnny Blaze (who got it, huh, who got it?) Yeah, what, it's a Shaolin thing y'all, get familiar [Inspectah Deck] Truth scholar, you holla up the
future, proper The holy trinity of hip-hop is us We give, Dre his props BUT that's where it stops It's the Roc [Chorus: Truth Hurts] I know, you got
it towards us They'd sort us off in sections There deception ignores us To sort us to the new world Or new world orders For motherfuckers that would maim us
up on the hills, to escape the floods Situation they change, like faces and names Went from cool to plain, from lame to flame Man down or not, man plans or plots Give
to Start the Crusade of the Heavy Metal Riders. Time to hit the Road Again and Show the World We?re Fighters. Can you Fell The Fire,It?s a Flame of Truth
