Criminal damage on a national scale Something to fight for, you'll never fail Smash the system that smashes you Thash the system that smashes you Do
45 revolutions, playing on your stereo Not one revolution on the street Final solutions, as many as you want Not one solution on the street
Make no mistakes when you turn on the heat You win or die taking on the elite Uh huh Uh huh You may fall but there's no going back There's no retreat
life, finally tosses a Rut Fighting for survival with this feeling in your gut 'Cos we fight to live We live to fight We don't give a shit What's wrong
: Where the soul ebbs away from flesh breathing the final breath that is where you will find me where the soul slips beneath the waves of the ebon? blackness
Where the soul ebbs away from flesh breathing the final breath that is where you will find me where the soul slips beneath the waves of the ebon? blackness
not much is real, not much the same drowned out the old without a clue tell me what this means to you masquerades in holes and pins it's not a game no
it as I'mma whip someone's ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now
the facade so give up you soul to the TV god now no struggle no fight when you're told what is wrong and told what is right not a thought not a peep cuz
every headline we are reminded that this is not home for us second generation blues and points of view not listened to different worlds and diferent rules a
B Real B Real Hip hop has plenty of Steel with Shaquille & Chris & Real nobody move stay still while the Masters build the Track react the foundation hip-hop *** generation hear my voice
We are a generation twisted by our myth Confused and ludicrous Holding on to love Consumed by all the pleasures in our midst A life without the lips We
sideways Sell it till your last days Buy yourself a motivation Generation Nothing, Nothing but a dead scene Product of white dream I am not the singer that you wanted But a
1..2..3..4 Well I won’t be caught living in a dead end job Afraid to a government content cause No sense against them We’re here to represent And
Voices in the night (3x) (repeat verse 1) Found her lifeless body Lying down by the river side A Jane Doe's unknown ending In a world of murder and
We are a generation twisted by our myth Confused and ludicrous, holding on to love Consumed by all the pleasures in our midst A life without the lips
Sell it 'til your last days Buy yourself the motivation Generation nothing Nothing but a dead scene Product of a white dream I am not the singer that you wanted but a
gold and made of steel It can strike a chord inside you Like a generation's need Speaking happy words of promise Big generator Lives out of sight Big generator