We are the ones who will claim your place We are the ones who suffer silently We are the ones you refuse to believe We are the change you're afraid to
're afraid to face We are the ones who will claim your place We are the ones who suffer silently We are the ones you refuse to believe We are the change
) [Verse 1: Layzie Bone] It's a wonder why niggas can't get on they feet We try and we try, but we suffer defeat Never the less, we still stuck in these
and the stars all hang around, Some celebs are from here but we still hope they know That we're the ones that made you, we'll decide when you can go.
son to read and write, if there's no lights What does it take to get a piece, of the motherfucking American pie When white folks stab you in your back, before they stare
' ...they walked into town like they lived there... Our boys saw what was going on So they called up the general on the telephone Said, "Which ones are the enemy? We
left within them, but the memory lingers on As nations we're divided, but as people we are one For brothers in blood we sing that we've been too long
Spark explosives an LA way magic doses ?Elopeses? minor league you can't cope kid We prime slack, twelve 'o' clock news a lot Half time we gonna dedicate
on wrists, nigga we ghetto stars Shit my niggaz spent G's and push drop Bentleys Remi Mark sippin', Cristal, X-O Hennesey And better believe if we enemies, we
stars Realm of ancient ones Malignant ones Against the light Power of the blackened sky Hateful spawn "We are the chasm depths" Come forth ancient ones
stars Realm of ancient ones Malignant ones Against the light Power of the blackened sky Hateful spawn We are the chasm depths Come forth ancient ones
We are the terrorists of light Prometheus to all, torches that burn in mighty halls Shadows denied We are the stars that shine so bright Alpha and omega are
push the tightest shit The tighest click, we're airtight Roll deep and wear Air Nikes, some to scare some the bear type but we rock mics and jams, like gats we
hypocrisy my nightmare And your problems fill my present Are we both going somewhere? Step right up young lady Your two hundred birthdays make you old if not senile And we
red is for blood shed The blue is for the sad ass songs We be singin in church while white mans heaven is black mans hell The stars what we way when we
[intro: buddha monk] Allah is god, we came here to travel And speak the truth to those who do not know themselves. We do the knowledge to everythin in
thinking of you That God was not my enemy I'm thinking of you Like pieces of the sun our light burns on and on and on Like stars in the night sky we
Make pleasantries with everyone We're cruelest to the ones we love Just keep smiling now Your science is breaking my heart in two And I know that we will soon be enemies
