Songtexte:
Hope Of The States The Good Fight

We're doing alright Our friends by our side We fight a good fight And all of the pain, and all of the strife Means nothing to us We fight a good fight

you'd wait Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes Said I'll return but I gotta fight

allegiance to the flag of the United States of America And to the Republic for which it stands One nation under God Indivisible... It feels so good to

hood, not the RAP hood) (The REAL hood, like three pair of pants) My friends, I'll say it clear (pair of sneakers) (My moms is bustin her ass) State my

the time has come for the human race Gone for good, vanishing without a trace Cerebroids are silencing their cries The clones are trying to assist evolution Through state

Now, errbody wanna be the king for the south They ain't runnin the damn thing but they mouth, No doubt, it's all good, you all just state ya'll opinion

Hit Indonesia (But But But) Ain't No Motherfucking Thing Stopping Me Like Good Coke I'm A Good Swimmer God Knows I Done Lost But God Dam I'm A Good

send dem Tsunamis that hit Indonesia B-b-but ain't no mother, mother thing stopping me Like good, good I'm a good swimmer God knows I done lost but ***dam I'm a good

Lost/Found Asiatic Pack' And later by Malcolm, whose point was straight Stressin' a black nationalistic state Of self-sufficiency on a mission He stressed thrift and pride and good