across the sea. Lay me down business class Headphones and a sleeping mask. She's gonna pay for me She's gonna pay for me. Brother, I wish you were home Just tell me
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the sea. lay me down business class headphones and a sleeping mask. she's gonna pay for me she's gonna pay for me. brother, i wish you were home just tell me
take no for an answer Now I pay taxes that you never give me back What about diapers, bottles, and similac Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack For
for the world Dress me up for battle When all I want is peace Those of us who pay the price Come home with the least And nation after nation Turnin
man's world [Chorus] (We must fight for brother ??) (We must fight for brother Mutulu) Oh, who knows what tomorrow brings (We must fight for brother ??) (We must fight for
the death of me, c'mon, yeah And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy Chorus: Prince Ital Love for dem dat steal
Stay strong I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you It's on for you Cause all you bitch made niggas Are coming for me Against all odds I don'
Police State Why the Hell Do You Hate?! Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate Hate, Hate!!! I'm Not Gonna Stand for it Someone's Gonna Pay for
Credit cards to G's with keys for dis pimpin' They see the D-Boys shinin' grindin' then they get this feelin' Don't hate on me or play with me These Mafia
When you know that you'd be much better off dead Looking right down through the barrel of a gun Don't try to tell me that you think it's fun Playing for
Eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Forgotten hope and the class of 13 Tell me a story into that goodnight Sing us a song for me [A. Mass Hysteria
beleive When they make me take a seat And they put ephenamines in the air and make me breath So come on and grab your children Look out for burning
CAUSE MY SON DOESN'T TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER NOW I PAY TAXES BUT THEY NEVER GIVE ME BACK WHAT ABOUT DIAPER BOTTLES AND SIMILAC DO I HAVE TO SELL ME A WHOLE
cut faggot Now he ain't nothin but food for the maggots Lunch, punch, Hawaiin lyin Niggas ain't buyin ya story bore me Taerin up shit with fire,
slang keys Infest my hood with crack, cuz I'm the mack Take a nation of millions to hold me back Too big for my britches, and I got bitches Now I'
[DA Smart] Somebody stole me, you took me from Kunta to Toby and mold me, in a way that you freed me but still hold me What you tryin to pull? Eatin
a frenzy Bob Let's go down to the announcers for the start of the game [Stadium announcer] And now.. please rise for the singing of our national anthem
