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a-Br-r-razil. Brazil... Land of hope, Land of hemp. Hmmmm. I wrote this next musical composition for the festival at 'Piranha Del-Rai' Unfortunately I did not
, Some take the right and some take the lefts way, But low and behold, what do I see? In the distance, some resistance [Doodlebug] When I traveled the land
steer Bitches freeze in the Zenon head lights, like a deer But not out of fear, she lookin' cause its money over here Shine from above these land lovers
know a playa, so let me greet ya Welcome to "The Land Of The Trill", I'm happy to meet ya Bun Beeder the trill O.G. and not in the makin (makin) You see
but it's not for the desert It's a shield for the ills that builds With this rampant nationalization; we're not dealin in humanism P.o.w.'s, m.i.a.'s
of 'em Recruiting suckers, Mac and Mike, and makin' men of 'em Tears and fears for my peers, they rippin' You think that it is, it is, if not it isn'
. And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky. I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear. But the stars were
world, capable at will Take control of all your mils When I blast my solar winds Nomads in the land Mercenaries that are tactically prepared Gravediggaz show no fear
NOTHING' BUT THE LAND AND DADDY WAS A GOD FEARING' FARMER YES HE WAS COULD NOT READ NOR WRITE, LORD, HE COULD BARLEY SPELL HIS NAME DADDY WAS A GOD FEARING
their parting So fierce is the warring of love, But she prayed to the gods Both of men and of sailors Not to cast their cruel nets o'er her love. There
, it's fear. I tur Und aagain and it's love. oh yeah. strange dreams. and the little girls sing:oooee sharkey. and the manager says: mr. sharkey? he's not
not for gain but for freedom - not land Storming the walls of ancient stone, seven times we surround Till they crush to the ground in a thunderous sound O
mount on tha town-end, Spring water wont mess with tha fountains, Land rovers back to back when we camping, Felipe lemonade, Police dederade, We didnt fear
cover up on the skies? Realize, I'm not surprised at your deception Correction, I welcome the challenge to intercept it The message loud & clear You think we fear
kidneys When the gun goes Pow Ill be at the finish wit my metal round my neck or the grab for my tennis The land of the murder dope crack and surrenders
after the war when Israel got their land It was the new beginning for today's modern man Foretold two thousand years ago, now we know it's real They've ruturned to their land
to be a long one Woody Guthrie said: This land is your land, this land is ... my land Great words, but this land is their land now This will be the
