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we all so scared cause its, its war everywhere, you know |
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War everywhere |
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(chorus) |
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How many friends will we see die? (why we so scared cause it's war everywhere) |
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How many friends will we see cry? (it's war everywhere) |
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How many friends will we see try? (why we so scared cause it's war everywhere) |
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How many friends will we see die? (it's war everywhere) |
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All we need is a little love, and someone standing for the little cubs |
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And i see brutality all over *****s killin' *****s |
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The ghetto got them being born to be killas |
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Flooded with drugs and tryin to get us, so get up |
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But don't give up, ya'll gotta sit up |
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If you last before they kill us |
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And the guerillas, try come kill us |
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Pillage the village and we'll be winna |
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I love it when *****s the way we took it to another level |
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So many rebels doing the best *****t forever remembered |
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And in the killing fields, everybody's locked up |
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And good *****s getting shot up da dadan dada |
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Mind if i say something for mine |
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Cause it's about time, to get serious |
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A mysterious time, blind melons |
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It ain't no telling, if the willing |
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Will stop chillin', then help the children |
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Turning them out, then burning them out |
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Like morphine, waters getting shallow |
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It's over and over the gallow |
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A president in the drop, it's on now though |
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The end of life, for now so |
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I think it's the ozone, bad to the bone bone |
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Mother nature be long gone |
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And don't nobody wanna do nothing but speculate |
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And all they worried about their own |
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Wrote a song for the future |
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Millenium, i'm in, i'm hopeing it don't last untill we all past |
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Living in the stars, looking through grass |
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Aboard the enterprise, recognize this, in the course of a da-da-da-da-da-da-day |
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And thats the way we sing, thats the way we play |
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That's the way they . . now and |
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[chorus 2x] |
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Still got bombs from the cold war, radioactive |
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And the critics, they wont take action |
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They want us to repo this to your satisfaction |
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But while they build more, computers keep cra*****ng |
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What about felling, pestilence dammit |
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How do we manage to keep standing |
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Living in a legacy of bitterness |
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With the epitimy of vigorous trips on the *****ps we were crammed in, slammed in |
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Other man and them, why don't we demanding our damn money |
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If we can't get forty acres and a mule, let a ***** get a range rover |
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*****t you got time you, i'm still waiting on a canoe, but it will never come |
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I don't even know where i come from or where i'm gonna go to |
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I'm headed to the mother land, but will i be accepted by the brotha man? |
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Awww me so confused, with nothing to gain and everything to lose, choose |
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The righteous and the high, look in the eyes and realize the lies |
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Family ties, but not even for the have-nots |
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Who the enemy? it ain't me. it ain't even the police |
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Unless they trippin', and use that authority and start flippin', flippin' |
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Leaving dead bodies, and with them *****in' hotties |
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That poppin' the collar, my god i'm horny, ride shotty |
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And tellin' the kids that ain't the way to live properly |
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Get yo monopoly and get your own property |
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And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play |
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And that's the way they . . . now and |
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[chorus 2x] |
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Ooooh and the daddies and momma forgivin' so we can live with us |
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And all the runaways get off the bus |
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Kids, put the guns down, come down |
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If the rest build a bridge with us, it gotta get better than this |
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It's head of the risk, shoulda been poor, and i been rich |
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Lost so many friends to the war *****t, caution |
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When i get to walkin', and it's mobbin', ***** in a crypt |
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Life is a fight to the street life, tonight |
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I might go meet the reaper, and i will give him a hug |
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And tell him "thug luv won and i'm so glad to meet ya" |
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And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play |
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And that's the way they . . . now and |
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[chorus to fade] |
