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go, fight his own war Let him impress daddy that way No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil No more psychological warfare
calling me hallowed barter away this haziness down to earth this sparkling distress thereafter you calling me hallowed sadness eclipsed passing your heart calling out
very good with plants When my friends are away They let me keep the soil moist On the seventh day I rest For a minute or two Then back on my feet to call
break the tedium Glow from my tv set is blue like neon Activated the remote I put the BBC on I've seen this city somewhere I'm looking out for no-one
murder in mind to wipe our your kind Blood shall smear the earth, and the children of heaven will mourn Gaia, your soil bleeds black Your womb shall
piece Of these Youngbloodz, bustin' 30 slugs, so just perhaps You crawlin' out of a shell Finding ways up out these traps Like craps, you out to gamble
There is a rose in the Devil's garden In shadow it grows alone Many things are dangerous now In this garden we call home Be careful as you make your
could be heard I said, 'Rocky, if you're out there, I think you're a nerd. "And I'll lick you and bury you like a dog turd!" I got kicked out, but the
out the ghost dance (We shall live again) Stretch out your arms, now tip and swing Rude up thy bird, tayi, tayi Threw out the shoe over the soil Dust
Track 69, (Cries Of The Carrots/This Is Necessary/ Phone Call) ..And the Angel Of The Lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And
my dreams I'll be there haunting your desperate mind Don't believe in fate, it ain't what it seems Rising from the dead and darkness calling out your
, let him go fight his own war Let him impress Daddy that way No more blood for oil, we got our own battles to fight on our own soil No more psychological
wiggity wait but kuwait won't wait Desert shield a field full of confused hate Soldiers fight because they're loyal, while tempers boil On u.s. soil,
'se a pimp nigga, look out! Verse: (E-40) They call me Paul Revere, 40 Water cause I like to ball. Things be going in one ear, And out the other one
slipping out of me Is there a way out for me? The hours pass so slowly, the life's slipping out of me Is there a way out for me? There must be a way
your homework (that's right) Steady long, steady bright Man these walls got ears, take the battery out your phone (Take it out man!) He'll never make