screams 'bout fighting regimes Ten years passed by and you ran along You ran along with your fucking urge to belong When will you get this right? - When... right
That screams 'bout fighting regimes Ten years passed by And you ran along You ran along with your fucking Urge to belong When will you get this right? (When, right
Übersetzung: Raised Fist. Get This Right!.
us A bunch of stuff that we ain't earn Now picture that like a camera, we lift the lamb up Hands up this mans the alpha who would raise like gamma We
punk police can't fade me, and maybe We can have peace someday G But right now I got my mind set up Lookin down the barrel of my nine, get up Cause it
punk police can't fade me And maybe We can have peace someday 'G' But right now I got my mind set up Lookin down tha barrell of my 9 Get up Cause
hang when you aint even munch the man sittin' next to the man dont get me wrong you still get respect 'cause we were raised like that to get with this
over, I've asked him twice, Says he don't know her, I raise a fist, He grabs my wrist, Ask for the truth, And this is what I get, I only asked him Who
juries Eight million stories in the city of furies Don't get the twist, you listen or get the fist I got nothin to lose so I gat fools with this Chorus
born like this You live like this Feel the power Get stronger You're born like this You live like this Raise your voice And show your fists Show your fists
it ain't been high in weeks Months and years, grew around blunts and beers And older folks playin spades, dealers stayin paid Until they, layin raised on their stomach with their fists
oval office Someone's tryina tell us something, Maybe this is god just sayin' we're responsible For this monster, this coward, That we have empowered This
: Brainstorm microphone napalm This is it, words from a timebomb Attack speed, fast as an F15 Raise the heat, light thhe gasoline Overload, it might
crippled in their fear Now iull tell ya cause i been in many Schools for this Cause im drawn by the vision and close my hand into a fist Raised in the
formats my motto In minutes and in precice, this is vintage Y'all know it only takes a second for mics to get blown You nice, you get known Hear me twice