[Intro Bridge:] This is a movement Red, Red [Verse 1:] This is a movement To get you moving Right now On a hunt for 100 proof men For the ones in the
[Verse 1:] I remember thirsting for God, wanting that sweet communion On and on my soul was longing for us to live this union Wanted nothing else in
It's mind blowing, that we get to be god's ambassadors man, so we hyped about that, we krunked, we amped. [Verse 1:] Yeah we amped up, repping the Savior
Forget about the cash, In God we trust. [Verse 1: Trip Lee] Most are concerned with the cheddar flow, but dawg I gotta let them know A lot of reasons
Yeah, uh-huh, beyond belief, beyond belief Beyond Belief Beyond Belief Beyond Belief Beyond Belief This is why we live and why we die This is why we
I seen it with my own two, There's no way I can show you A perfectly poverty stricken people with no view. And I bet you can't believe this, They never
Funny how the best thing in your life Can be right in front of your eyes Yet you are blind Seems it was just a matter of time Of fate and of surprise
I believe that it's each to their own Except when honor killings are the norm Can't convince me That offing your sister ain't wrong Or your wife, or
You've got a name that's grown Beyond the person that you are It's so big it swells your head So big it gets you off I used to have such blind faith
[Billy Idol cover] There's a change in pace Of fantasy and taste Do you like good music? Do you like to dance? Oh yeah. Hangin' out for a body shop
The ultimate in two wheeled flight The average rider would die of fright Prototype moto machines Light as air and downright mean Rage on Full throttle
Angel ? draped in crimson head to toe Demon ? but you simply do not know How long will your sad charade go on? Realize you are the key to end it all
You know the moon is full tonight I'm guided onward by it's light Down to Sunnydale Because the hell mouth calls to me It's god a pull you can't believe
Uganda 1937 First brought to light West Nile ? our vengeance from the heavens Death soon takes flight Sending millions of Minions of terrorism Spread
Alone... When it's all good on your horizon Seems you could never lose your tomorrows Born into this world the same as you are now Alone and crying
of order, homie get it crackin' You full of that red, white, and blue and you amped up Homie buckin' if he want, homie get stamped up You full of that absolut you amped
Fighting hard to feed Retracing steps of lost weekends Habit feeding habit Without distinction Of the eleventh hour Cranked up high Cranked up high Amped
Up on pills that made me happy Not about to drown on you Drinking ink to bring me down Fall apart and leave the blue It's funny, sometimes I'm the eight
