Traitors and rapists, defilers of maids. Betrayed to the dead man's will. Desacreted our homeland with scorn. Once where we lived in peace. . Inferiority, disguised in supremacy.
Now the cold war of inferiors begins. Fear that goes deeper increasingly. Begins to enfold our bodies. Hatred flowing from their devastating eyes. Spills to our face..
Enraged... Without having a strength. Deranged with fury, my eyes are burning flames. Became more brave, I'll rip the heart of the enemy. Hate in my veins, I won't be your loner slave.
(Steve Whiteman, Terry Miller). You tell me you're so sorry. But it's the same old story. Another chapter from your book of fairytales. Can't expect me to believe.
[FunkMaster Flex]. Violator. Chris Lighty. . [Reporter]. This is Tobas Katowsky reporting live from the Brookyln Bridge. Suspects otherwise known as Da Franchise.
[FunkMaster Flex]. Violator. Chris Lighty. . [Reporter]. This is Tobas Katowsky reporting live from the Brookyln Bridge. Suspects otherwise known as Da Franchise.
[Intro]. That "T" would help though. Here we go again. Yeah, check it out, y'all. Check it out, check it out. Check it out y'all, check it out y'all. Straight Y.O. mother fuckers.
[Intro]. That "T" would help though. Here we go again. Yeah, check it out, y'all. Check it out, check it out. Check it out y'all, check it out y'all. Straight Y.O. mother fuckers.
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh (boy I thought you knew). You can just do the god damn! (straight from New York Cityyyyy). (New York Cityyyyyyy). C'mon! (I'ma tell you like this man).
Date of expiration. A disease you cannot cure. It's our destination. No delays anymore. . Great expectations. But the end is so near. A strange iteration.
[Funk Flex]. Oh shit. . [Bow Wow]. So So to the Def, uh uh, J.E., Bow Wow. 6 in the mornin, moms at my door. Air force all whited, cross the kitchen floor.
And I wish it was sweeter, the taste of your mouth. Because right now it hurts too much to be. Closer than this and with one hard look. I can tell that you've had enough of these useless sunsets.
[Originally by Metallica]. . Dealing out the agony within. charging hard and no one's gonna give in. Living on your knees, conformity. or dying on your feet for honesty.
Dying is a business [x4]. . Life is over, you are dead. Family, friends are sobbing, crying. Working days, that's what you had. There's nothing good in early dying.
Johnny drummerboy is calling. in juli, an early morning. when his marching beat climbs. up the hills onto the battlefield. He's leading my comrades givin'.
Behold the truth of our demise.. Out of ruin we ll arise.. We ll rise from darkness,. from burden - to light with joy.. . Oh beautiful valiant, take us from night,.
It wasn't me who said he'd suffer. So you could suffer too. It's too late. I, I refuse to believe. It took so long for me to convince you. You're the most beautiful thing in a world turned ugly,.
Don't speak unless you can improve. The silence of these summer nights. They've been calling us. It's progress to swear we will improve. I'm guessing that it's still the truth.
I'll bless you with a smile. Just come to understand your place here. You're faceless, take shelter for a while. Underneath my wing of thorns and bile my child.