got my flag on so you know I be Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin, Flaggin [x2] I got my flag on so you know I be flaggin [x2] I got my flag on so you
s on the cash grind, to those we lost to war lookin' for a lifetime, I do it for the G's, I do it for the streets, this one for history, I'm toastin'
bridges This craft requires first drafts Graphs, gritted blueprints of nemesis perimeter Hunting by night compute, twenty one mic salute One life polluted
the little short circuit with the still born vibe, till the villagers circled and determand "it is alive", shipped to bell view eyes fuzzy talking funny, like "eagle one
Can I get a quarter or something? Little hungry, you know what I'm saying? (Alright Ok) Homeless... I need a Lucy yo... (Yo...) [VERSE ONE] Walk into
obituary And I'm serious G, G as in guardian Black for life, now tell me what set is harder than Self, originated from the motherland Born creator, since day one
of god In this maze of hatred The name of god is lost Under the flag of salvation we are cleared this land of pagans Under the cover of Christianity
pride and the joy and the love that comes from your mother of red, white and blue You could never be born under a flag that's like the one of the Union
s debt is to its dead Under a sky so cold and gray, The youth of our country died before their day Not more than kids they stood for the flag, The government
to the unemployment line The employed seeking job security content with what employers give Thinning out the job market keeps the workers competitive The upper one
earth sun era The world would never be the same Devastation, war and plague When it was over, order never came Kingdoms 'united' under a fallous blue flag
Leader, the Mecca Don El Presidente, Ladies and Gentlemen, All I do is bring the life to a dead game the moment I came Under my umbrella, my flag, my
won't you read sister Carrie Jean, sister Carrie Always the patient one I'll call you sister Carrie I won't breathe a word Frosting on the beater The flag
you should know that by now, when the chequered flag comes down, no one no one no one has won the race. The next night he's over and over and under
under the iron fist Sexual preference- under the iron fist Women?s rights- under the iron fist Indoctrination under the iron fist of god Education- under
that knot I'm the one who put it there in The first place But it's like trying to remember Where you've buried treasure Well I've a vague idea But it was under