's so There is a place Where I can go When I feel low When I feel blue And it's my mind And there's no time When I'm alone There's a place
it's so There is a place Where I can go When I feel low When I feel blue And it's my mind And there's no time When I'm alone There's a place
native son Once there was a time my little one Before the wagons - before the soldiers' guns When this land was ours as far as the eagle flies No white flag
never gave a fuck about a hater got money on my radar Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator You niggas ain't eatin, fuck it, tell
your tattered flag still flying? Bonnie blue, yeah they showed you wrong from right. Bonnie blue, I'm so sorry that I'm crying, But there's not a lot
: The cold words deafen and silence long forgotten the logic never reclaimed The anger rises sometimes there's no surrender no white flag flies you
respect mine We spend a lotta money and that's the bottom line Ten cars on chrome plus the neck shine Baggy jeans on and J's worth a lotta bucks And you
's a madhouse, baby, a real 'toon town Whaddaya want Ya wanna rocket I take a picture, paint it black and white And the neon burnin' like a new tattoo
here's the Devil's alpha to the beta Cause history's best qualified to teach one Quoting German philosopher Schopenhauer "Every white man is a faded or a
world through Crosshairs and tv?s don?t you Ten foot walls built around us White picket death So quiet, so safe But if we fall there will be nothing
keep a pack of zig zags for that good old bud We do a house party what the fuck is a club And the ese's they sold most of the drugs La familia hell and
-ssy juicy I never give a f-ck about a hater got money on my radar Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator You n-ggas aint eatin
your body baby And say that you're packin' a lot 'Cause all I see besides your big feet Is that you got big socks Let's just say that there's something lacking A
and play Mat lock But never crack the case cause the defendant's a bad cop You feel me fam? The devil's got a plan That's why Farrakhan formed a Million
the owner gonna respect mine We spend a lotta money and that's the bottom line Ten cars on chrome plus the neck shine Baggy jeans on and J's worth a
by a thread Don't cry about the fates Grab a stasg of casg And plan a rest'rant in the States Let me stop for a bit This was my greatest hit Miss Saigon
back There's a party going on in my head While I think about the blood that we shed Then party uh when the player play There's a party going on up in
, soul sucker Your cold words deafen And silence long forgotten The logic never reclaimed The anger rises Sometimes there's no surrender No white flag
