spine-tinglin' I was tremblin' Envisionin' the fear, here within a new millennium Where rain became toxic, the air's stale and noxious Comets hit co-ops with force
shame that they eat their own babies who cares cos the air is free when you get there will you kiss the dead for me? Something cold is forced inside
the truth They rebel and raise hell across alleyways And in classroom settings They get high off that drum bass and 20/20 rims They rock braids, Air Force
swamp; the silence is treacle thick And calls us to prayer: paint God with your blood And fill haunted women with knives and kites And gauges and valves and make them weep long hymns
those days are long gone by The force is shot to hell! cho: Glory . . . flying regulations Have them read at every station Crucify the man who breaks one The force
truth They rebel and raise hell across alleyways and in classroom settings They get, high off that drum bass and 20/20 rims They rock braids, Air Force
Bouge la tete comme un co-co-co-co-coq picore mes rimes Tu peux me chanter la main sur le coeur comme un hymne Ma parole est plus fiable que l'amitie
shame that they eat their own babies Who cares cos the air is free when you get there will you kiss the dead for me? Something cold is forced inside
qui voter, le moins encule des encules Dingue, dingue, dingue Ouf crois-moi Dingue, dingue, dingue Ouf crois-moi Dingue, dingue, dingue Pourquoi tu paniques, t'as l'air
Appelle le j'ai a lui parler et mec laisse tomber on va pas se gacher la soiree pour ce petit PD. Refrain Hymne a la racaille de France, hymne aux
out all the negativity Tryna stop the force my mind yields Start harmin' em with a homonym Damage him with an antonym and a hymn For niggaz that's religious
fire's burn Running with the pack Devilish forces by my side, my future's looking grim Angels calling, death defied, sing the battle hymn I ended my
all the negativity Tryna stop the force my mind yields Start harmin' em with a homonym Damage him with an antonym and a hymn For niggaz that's religious
