comes foes, I have to guard it with missels And I become the most wanted But is it worth hearin' a million people problems And followed by Secret Service
fan the fire Love is dyin' today, somebody fan the fire The flame of love is dyin', I say, we're gonna fan the fire Come on along Little children starving in foreign land
easy, man That guy that used to be on Death Valley Days, John Wayne (Chong:) Alright, let`s go, come on (Cheech:) Next thing I know, I`m in a foreign land People
't forget to cover... [ fiddle - steel ] As I wait in this jungle in this foreign land of people so indifferent to God and to men It's kill or be killed and
with no discussion, try and cuff me and catch a mild concussion. I've taken all the stress I can, peace America I'm movin off to foreign lands where
to blow in the storm We tried to remember the history in the region The French foreign legion, Imperialism, Peter O'Toole and hate the Ayatollah were
no street people, we live rent free And every single person had a place to be A job, a home and the perfect pay And the world was free of greed and hate
, mad world [Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope talking] [Jumpsteady] Look at Afghanistan and what do you see? War stalkin the children and the elderly And when
caught 'em and I thwart 'em And I walk down the street and I bop to the beat with Lee on my legs and Adidas on my feet And now I'm just standin' here
or the poor Or the weak or the strong And he preached love and brotherhood He went around doin' good, doin' good Everywhere he went They knew that he was sent And the people
the mo' It doesn't really matter Where you go, where you've been Beautiful foreign lands you've been in Gun play rains, summer and shine Stay inside
tunes People cheered me, it was Foreign, then came Low End Theory People quickly recognized who we are Phife is ill and Busta is a superstar Tours with P.E., Naughty, and
you would You try to take the slack Stay awake and watch His back But something happens every now and then And someone breaks into the promised land
you up While your people drown, drown I hope your happy And you sleep so great at night While the lovers cry Like tryna get a hold of smoke and water
goodwyn) Published by slalom publishing co. - bmi In a foreign land beneath a foreign sky They speak of mama laye They don't believe she died The people
front of my TV circus a freak show in disguise circles and roundabouts how much did you know going round and coming back the world freak show swings and
in my mind's eye I see Your face You smile as You show me grace If in my mind's eye You take my hand We walk through foreign lands The foreign lands
family But I'll remember my pride (Pride lands) I have no choice (My lands) I will find my way (Tear-stained) Lea halalela (Dry lands) (Take this)