The legion is on fire. The legion is on fire. The legion is on fire. . I was born in a convict colony. I was torn from the land that mothered me. Mother, may I? She said, "Yes, you may".
Feel the music son, we got you programmed like a beat. When I press snare, yo, guard your grill. Press kick, you move your feet, you can't compete. I got my hydrants parked on every street.
Whereas, breakbeats have been the missing link connecting the diasporic. community to its drum woven past. Whereas the quantised drum has allowed the whirling mathematicians to.
I used to hump my pillow at night.. The type of silent prayer to help myself prepare for the light.. Me and my cousin Duce would rank the girls between one and ten.
And when my fears arise I blow them out. Blow them out, get it out. Blow it out, get it out. . Death creeps through the streets over programmed beats.
We are broken instruments. Burst wide open, smashed and bent. . Not what you'd expect. From these city streets. Who serves to protect. The orchestra in me?.
Can you feel it' Nothing can save you. I'm tougher than bullets so baby pray to your savior. I never been shot but I bet you I'm braver. I'm taking my spot, nigga, I ain't afraid to be me.
Freedom, ignorance, jealousy, belligerence, anger, self-control, tolerance, to and fro, wisdom, exstacy, addiction, dependency, discipline, counter act, pray for peace, then attack. Dominane. Contradict. Upper class derelict. Downgrade. Downsize. Upstate. Uprise..
Acid-wash Guess with the leather patches. Sportin' the white Diadoras with the hoodie that matches. I'm wearing two Swatches and a small Gucci pouch. I could have worn the Lugi but I left it in the house.
This is a call out to all the youth in the ghettos, suburbs, villages, townships. To all the kids who download this song for free. By any means. To all the kids short on loot but high on dreams. To all the kids watching T.V., like, "Yo, I wish that was me." And all the kids pressing rewind on Let's Get Free. I hear you. To all the people within the sound of my voice..
See the picture in the hall. Framed in magic on the wall. Ain't it funny how it glows. What's on the inside. No one knows. What makes this picture. So inviting.
See the picture in the hall. Framed in magic on the wall. Ain't it funny how it glows. What's on the inside. No one knows. What makes this picture. So inviting.
Verse1:. before the light had found the dark. before tonight had fell apart. frozen up i realized somethings gotta' change. it took a crash to understand.
Before the light I found the dark. Before tonight I fell apart. Frozen up I've realized. That something's gotta change. It took a crash to understand.
It's been a while since I've seen your face. Got to say that I'm happy to see you come around my place. Now I think we've talked about it and I think I know what's coming up next.