I have freedom I have Jesus you want freedom? you need Jesus america - land of free america - show your freedom to me look at us - I hate our little circles
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I was born on the border Of darkness and light. I tried to feel their strength, But I was crucified. Indestructible body Lied under snow And time flows
tree, saw the freedom tree. All you ... have spoke: Oh, children, weep no more; Weep no more: children, weep no more! Jah would never give the power to a baldhead Run come crucify
is Thief, brethren can we candidly speak? Woe to the men, trusted in the chariots dem' Leaning on horses, they run their intellectual sources Counterfeit wisdom creating the illusion of freedom
Chinga tu madre de policina {?} puente If they get out of line, I get out of line I'll be damned if I don't fight for my freedom and don't mind dyin
I am God, the only One I will bring back freedom to your heart You won't believe that blind can't see No one else before me ever knew the way to paradise
It's a complete chain reaction Peace, love, hope, satisfaction When I'm trapped inside His freedom and I'm lying on the altar And the last part of myself has been crucified
stolen stripped of all of its gold Old timers on the death bed speakin' the wisdom Immigrants crucified by conservative Christians Now we all got freedom
save our lives They had an early grave Sacrifice has taken place For the chosen race heh (2) Which part dem gone Which part dek ... There was one they crucified
a fire burns for freedom a fire burns for freedom the smell of decent is i i am standing for the truth too long has been denied the data of changing is
Words can kill - we know why 'Cause war machines let freedom die A timebomb ticks by this wrongs choice SO raise your voice and shout out with one voice
You're depraved but strive for freedom Little speck on time's array You abused the lows of nature You're treasoned and betrayed Neverland the land of
the land Submit to the ones they now serve Shackled forever their freedom is lost. Freedom is lost Shackled forever their freedom is lost
sound of dripping blood Deliverance is made The punishment for his transgressions Are obliterated at the cross The final cry from God's Faultless wounded Son brought freedom The sins are crucified
, pointing at me No doubt... am I to blame I swear it's the truth, my life's not a game Against the wall... Waiting for someone to come, and crucify
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters / D. Mann] Reason argues the existence of God If the incarnate was crucified The dialectical paradox concludes That
So I pray that them fuckers die And when they leave let them pussy motherfuckers fry And make they family eternally have to cry And crucify me and label