Kick me in the teeth You call it freedom? Work like a slave Call it democracy How much more do I have to pay? You say you'd fuckin' fight for me
fact they wanna be bad of course they wanna see cash and never wanna be trash living below the richest class is a contradiction to gettin cash life is
understand it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything
these times, The economy got nigga's thinkin' The worst to make paper. 'Cause somebody ain't accommodatin' nigga's Enough for they slave labor. That's
Hell Razah, Prodigal Sunn, Royal Fam, Dreddy Kruger} [Killah Priest] Early natives related to throwns of David captured by some patriots, and thrown on slave
a nigga spit So richeous the nicest You hate that you like it I give and take through this crisis So whites and afrkids fighting for life But I got Mexicans
THE ROAD And each baby.. A human sunrise Each baby - a human sunrise.. Look around you Feel your soul inside you Look inside you Feel the life course through you The life
role with me Minority crisis to fight this stock exchange While you flood out blocks with caine for pocket change The illest sight of my life, a cracked
coke with the henney Flow with so many styles ladies open all night like Denis 24 hours party people soakin' in the Remy and Cris' The video is directed
ride, you wouldn't give me a lift And now I'm poppin' my Cris, you niggas all on my dick I wanna change the world, you wanna change ya life I wouldn
a ride You wouldn't give me a lift And now I'm poppin' my cris You niggas all on my dick I wanna change the world You wanna change ya life I wouldn't
killah priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn, Royal fam, dreddy kruger} [killah priest] Early natives related to throwns of david Captured by some patriots, and thrown on slave
verse) In these times, The economy got niggas thinkin' The worst to make paper. 'Cause somebody ain't accommodatin' niggas Enough for they slave labor
rock to this Sometimes it's easier to just pop your Cris' You better think about that, 'fore you rock to this Sometimes it's easier to just pop your Cris
MASTER YOU ARE THE DOLL MAKER YOU ARE THE SLAVE CREATOR string them up to teach them your language YOU ARE THE MASTER YOU ARE THE SLAVE CREATOR hahaha
ago, a crumbling whole of me was split in two. Spat forth into darkness and light, like the Birth from the womb. I live like this in stillborn life.
fall they tread. Conditioned by a warped value system to not look back, just push ahead. Lives of excess, lust and material greed. A slave to their
ROAD And each baby.. A human sunrise Each baby - a human sunrise.. Look around you Feel your soul inside you Look inside you Feel the life course through you The life
