I was too busy counting all my zeros. Never really thought too much about heroes. Never really thought too much about anyone but me. Never really opened my eyes wide enough so that I could see.
Yesterday, just a dream I don't remember. tomorrow, still I hope I get to ending. I'm out of time, I'm out of rhyme, I'm out of reason. Seasons change and leave me out in the cold.
Yesterday, just a dream I don't remember. tomorrow, still I hope I get to ending. I'm out of time, I'm out of rhyme, I'm out of reason. Seasons change and leave me out in the cold.
Let me tell you bout what I love in Gina. Love is like no other couldn't get in between her. Always stayed fly man I wished that you seen her. Said they had a scheme but nobody believed her.
Clock on the wall keeps ticking away. I've got to go, but I'd love to stay. . Yo I've been walkin' round in the streets of these cities. I've flipped a few whiskies, I've rode a few kitties.
We can go, soul for soul, over mic control. Kid you can touch me with a ten foot pole. And I even made the devil sell me his jewels. He was out to cold mock me, and play you for fools.
Sitting alone tonight, rain falling on my window sill. Just want to do what's right, but I don't know if I ever will. There's so many reasons, too many excuses.
The rhythm is both the songs manicle and it's demonic charge charge. . The rhythm. The rhythm. The rhythm. The rhythm. The rhythm. The rhythm. The rhythm.
Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey... Ford, Ford.... Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey... Ford, Ford.... . [Female Vocals]. The white boy is back. And you know he can never be wack.
Don't throw no roses on my grave, boo. Death's not a soldier, it's more like an angel. You got nowhere to run, no one to pray to. Jesus and Moses ain't comin' to save you.
Mr. Whitey Ford. I see the nightmare inside. of your American Dream. I'm screaming:. bismi allah al-rahman al-raheem. with your fascist regime. and racist magazines.
Should east and west be ever divided. Resigned to living, living in fear.
You're so afraid to stand up. But without you they are nothing. Unite unite unite and fight. Tomorrow belongs to us. Unite unite unite and fight. Tomorrow belongs to us.
With lies they'll lure you. With walls wall you. With lies they'll lure you. With drugs drug you. With lies they'll lure you. In blood baths bathe you.
They have the right what fuckin' right?. To say I must fight in their fuckin' wars. They declare it!. Why should I fight in their fuckin' wars?. When they never show realities of war.
Though Grief And. And The Cruelist Of Winds. Loss Must Blow Across. Pain Deadens And Tears Dry. With The Passage Of Time. . Though All Must Suffer Loss And Grief.
Living in a shadow of fear. . This is the price. The price of silence. . Waiting in death row, one foot in the grave.
From where I stand I see. htmare. Pain, suffering and misery. . The more I see, the more I see. The less I believe, the less I believe. . From where I stand I see.
And still men and women drag out their lives in misery. The nightmare continues. Blinded, disfigured and mentally scared.