But never will i see you again Nor will your kids Nor will your family or your friends Its the end Not even words I write in this song Can right that wrong
your mind you'll be released one day But knowing, home is a place you're not going for a long while Now you're up on the isle In a position that you
time brotha, you will discover the light Some say that God is black and the devil's white Well, the devil is wrong and God is what's right I fight with
flaming, stealth banana split the sky. like, one would hope to expect but never see in a place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right
was takin a pimp away (Why?) We right on the edge, we bout to blow and dependin where a cat in this position need to go Sittin in the cell watchin time
was takin a pimp away (Why?) We right on the edge, we bout to blow and dependin where a cat in his position need to go Sittin in the cell watchin time
Yes, people it's time to take the train To another place of positive elevated experience And existence, for this is a journey To a place where only the
but not for long, But long enough to know it's hard to make songs, I played my cards and kept movin along, Hooked up with madchild and righted my wrongs
a better place, get what it takes In a race to racism replace the snake in em Bad ones, want to spend lives and discriminate I'm tryin' to keep this positive
loud and all for it Real sin is wrong, so don't do it We invented the song and you blew it I knew the time was right, so I wrote it Here's the hook,
weakness Cut ya face up, then fuck the place up Pass the L, without the coca lace up, let's pick the pace up Stick the place up, then shake up, then
wane fucking night you Just wane fuss and fight I don?t know what?s wrong but we can?t get nothing right I be trying get it right you just wane pick
re not alone, you can feel right at home You've been fully wronged, into position It's the nature of the race in an old type of place It's 'cause they
't gonna have a world to live in right And god knows we love this world right Ain't that right, so right Right, right, right, right?
's never going to happen There is evil in this world but it begins right at home So let's clean house, then let's cast the first stone You think equal rights
caught the wrong bus guess I'll get off at the crossroads And take a long lunch Next month when I got my head right I'mma grab a lead pipe And beat some
luck i caught the wrong bus guess ill get off at the crossroads and take a long lunch next month when i got my head right im gonna grab a lead pipe
everything should go wrong You'd come anyway and try to save me Though from time to time it's an upward climb All I know is that I must believe '