see The light The light upon darkness and I wish to feel the reality of life I need to know That I That I am no sinner and I wish to be things I
I know when the time is right to strike I'll take you 'cross the river dear You've no need to linger here I know the kinds of things you like The clouds
girl Somewhere out there is a great big world Thats where I'm bound And the stars might fall on Alabama But one of these days I'm gonna swing My hammer
Do you remember me long ago Used to wear my heart on my sleeve I guess it still shows We watched the sun fall down and I hop on my bike, still that
she want a nigga that's deep I'm deep I said... "I'm the Indian Jones of explorin' crotch. I'm the Shakespeare of enormous cock." I told her I got an '
heroes, still underground I put it down for the homies that came that's hard in the paint I'm livin proof it's never to late, you straight Once in a while I
force blacks into an unnatural position That re-enforces the position of natural inferiority In addition, created guns and developed the ethnocentric view that God justifies every fuckin thing
when I bring the shit, I bring the shit like I seen it And when I scream the shit, I sing the shit like I mean it No secret, these muthafuckas figure I
be free or do you wanna go down I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be free I'm just black in America I'm not Afro-American Just a passive American Making
from spoken incineration Omens of Damien reignin' in present new haven Now ain't that amazing? Yo I'm inspired and wired that time will be attractive Not tired I
school, need to learn though I burn baby burn like disco inferno I told y'all that I was coming back I told y'all I ain't going out like that I told y'all I
, still underground I put it down for the homies that came that's hard in the paint I'm livin' proof it's never to late, you straight Once in a while I
I know when the time is right to strike I take you 'cross the river, dear You've no need to linger here I know the kinds of things you like The clouds
through And bring back memories of long ago I try harder than most people I hide my tears when I cry When I think too much about things Sometimes I
those promises that you made On our last night? And what ever happened to the things you loved And the songs we played, and the indian days Whatever happened to the things
Easterns and the Indian This one goes out to all the girls around the nations I got love for you Hey, I got love for you I got love for you Hey, I got
things a mansion a fortress And as we matured it was shade for The secrets that we passed along But this oak has grown old wither-wrung It threatens to fall
