out them fields and broke that fathers heart (a farmers heart) Now they're headin to the city for another start And the city's filled with ghosts thats known as
summer with all the cities burning down And the stones in the road flew out beneath our bicycle tires Worlds removed from all those fires as we raced
As the corporate towers rise up They watch the people fall A government untouchable by the people, Run by the corporations of the world Enslaving mothers, fathers, sons, and daughters
the shotty, it got kick but it's not karate. And when I snap you take shots like, I'm like paparazzi. I'm from philly, yo my city it's a lotta bodies
He Could Make Love And War With The Same Two Hands And He Did Erected Pyramids In His Honor Forgot The Face Of His Father Wicked Ways To His Daughter
Oh, City of Daughters, is that what you wanted to be? Oh, City of Daughters, is that what you wanted to be? Oh, City of Daughters, is it not safe to say
survey, we search for one who's listening, no reply. Hear - us - pray. As the fire burns below us, as darkness fills the light, his seven famous daughters
a look in her eyes As if to say, "I despise Such poisonous family ties" (Can you call me when we're almost halfway) But a poison as sweet as nectar
to burn something I'll do my dirt and when I [?] never pay it back I'm dealing with it and never take it The candys back the city never [?] [?] take a
[feat. by Cody Bonnette of AS CITIES BURN] Rest I have not found... They keep coming, keep coming, keep crawling right through my teeth. They keep coming
find you again. I'm down as soon as the softer side says so in you. Tonight, we'll burn down the city and everything in it; score the skyline as we see
a dope lyric From my inner spirit, then I share it with others As they hear me, enhancin East and West, overseas, brothers and sisters Sons and daughters
His impacts about as raw as crack was Now all these new artists getting raw deals Im only 21, sitting on mills [Chorus] We on fire Up in here, it's burning
I'd bear my soul to save the youth and place myself upon the altar Make this world a better place both for my wife and for my daughters And that's a hard
to burn the place Come on Come on Come on Raise the roof That's right Raise the roof Come on With the spot as hot as it can get An' the roof
We have traced the movements of the tribes Led in chains from the burning ruins Of their beloved city into captivity ... After two-thousand years of exile
of pleasures lost Herein the future lies Laughing at the "holy cross" As death rained from the skies Falling from the heavens Angels lie decayed Burning, city