I?m proud of my history, proud of my home But there comes a time in a young boy?s life When he feels he?s got to roam Daddy says I?m crazy, Mama thinks
What the hell was I thinkin' Comin' and livin' in this concrete canyon Tryin' to swim upstream in a river of vacant eyed people Where they going so fast
for the child. torn form discipline, laws recondition. behold the family born of vengeance. spilled my flesh and blood, forced setting son. I am the parent
[Chorus X2] Less one, just might lose breath Read me, my right's I've left Less one, just might lose breath [Verse 1] A routine stop, that's what he
Take love from a boy take love from a girl and you might as well take away the world We're living to love and dissociety two minus one equals one one
So come on, turn me loose And keep it tight, tight like that noose What's wrong with this picture Shit flies when I pull the trigger Too bad, repercussion
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For the life of me and inevitably Seems I'm perpetually chasing after the wind And so let it be seems I've been Suspended indefinitely by my skin I am
Yesterday you gave yourself to me And now you think I owe you Yesterday you gave it to me And you uthink I can forgive you for last night. CHORUS Do you
War it's been a long time coming from the underground Blood I've got to fuel my fire With the strength I've found stay strong Take in all I tell you do
(Wendell Mobley / Neil Thrasher / Kent Blazy) What the hell was I thinkin' Comin' and livin' in the concrete canyon Trying to swim upstream in a river
----------------- In a closet in a box, you can't hide nothing from a kid When his dad went off to the football game Guess what that kid did? Last week
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[Chorus: x2] Less one, just might lose breath Read me, my right's I've left Less one, just might lose breath [Verse 1:] A routine stop, that's what he
So come on turn me loose And keep it tight - tight like that noose What's wrong with this picture Shit flies when I pull the trigger Too bad repercussion
Salute the men in blue who protect your life and mine Night stick swinging closet sadomasochistic swine Where were you on the day our childhood died Were
