Rafael Comin' from space to trace, they race Thrown in jail cells I had a purpose since The sperm cell, to bail out and get braille For the blinded
Interests Blind Agressions Animal Execution Will you support this fatal complicity? Power is a bitch and industry follow it! Green Riot! Critical
postcards of the hanging They?re painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner
been fired Your blood is tired Oh, your mind's a riot And you need a bed.. You're emptyminded Yeah, you're way behind it Yeah, you've been blinded
[Pit Passarell] The blades bright in the night Brighting at the moonlight The cold wind freeze my veins And snow blinds my eyes Under the sacred oath
down the hall Hush, my love, be quiet Don't you make no noise at all Meet you by and by Hear that blind man blow his horn Goin' to be a riot All those
heads towards the sky But there was nothing there to see The restless crowd is now breaking the silence Anxiety is rising, the sky is turning dark A riot
Blind men saw what no-one ever saw before Someone with nothing standing on the edge of the earth All roads lead to somewhere else I know I lost my way
Riots in the burning street, crystal night outside Brutal music in the night, enough to make you cry Nobody knows how it is to sleep and drown the world
be in compton soon. I gotta get drunk before the day begins before my mother starts bitchin' about ma' friends About to go and damn near went blind young
I am no one But not like you I will burn too Blinded by the night-time Out on your play Running the faith Shining the fate Blind eye no mind What you
It started slow like a rolling stone The signal for the riot had come Suddenly all hell broke lose No time to hide, no time to choose Water cannon, run
complained You couldn't see the light, I was bright in your brain Ignitin' the flame, keepin' your third lid Speak and observe with the mind What are blind
a kid Produced a maniac anthrax type of a kid I hear an ambulance, sirens I'm told to be silent I'm blind trying to find why my house is a riot Got
I Freestyle's and Hooks, exiled like crooks, baggy jeans my style judge by the looks Shook by parliament I mean society I in me starting this riot
You were always seconds from fame Like a burning sunset you were breathe taking Stunning and your engine burnt clean A riot of curves, a perfect reality
streets I'll probably be shackled up on a bus wit beats But I'mma ride anyway, get high anyway An' let my V.V.S. jewels blind your eyes anyway, fucker
they're painting the passports brown Yeah, the beauty parlor's filled with sailors The circus is in town Oh now but here comes the blind commissioner