all the animals and human beings. For the sake of all those who had to suffer. For the sake of all those that get hurt: We?ll make you walk the line
of all the animals and human beings. For the sake of all those who had to suffer. For the sake of all those that get hurt: We?ll make you walk the line
rid your soul Creep or roll, put some pressure on these hoes that Yo, they pose as foes, gotta let 'em know Got a nation of my niggas out to back me Got another nation
'm looking for a new love (Oh, said I'm searching, searching for) I'm looking for some everlasting love (Everlasting love, one that goes on and on, on and on, on and on
) Rise Up (Rise Up) Rise Up (Rise Up) How high can you get? I go psycho Crazy Michael Myers Except the stages on fire going higher Cause when I lean on
Jackie and his jazz cat's horn Sliding in a tape of bird on verve when suddenly rang my phone "Hey butterfly", the voice said Slip on some duds comb out your fro and slide on
blowin' up chat rooms all over the internet And causin' collisions on the highway of information And then I head back to my prior engagement In the nation
in empty hands of native sisters and sons I joined in this nation's favorite pasttime on a quest to gets mine Now I'm passing time standing on line In
okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on Okay okay, come on
up a miracle A Beautiful yours, a beautiful mine By the grace of fire, out sprouts the land And did desire, footprints in the sand On top of the mountain
All the ones on the dance floor give me body Yeah, come on, yeah Come on, yeah Give me body Give me body Give me body Give me body Come on, come on
[Chorus x2 Ak 47/Yung Buck] I got a problem with you bitches, and since I got a problem with you bitches I'm about to handle nation business Knock off
on the barrel of a desert out in the desert No shade'll live in my square blow the present clue Red meat shallah want adapt to collect acting like you Killer on
-mute's misleading the choir The punch line is a natural disaster And it's sung by the unemployed Fight fire with a riot The class war is hanging on
I got on at my station, running through the fire Looking for an elevation that would get me a little higher News of people dying, someone lying on the
shit went real. Let??? make ???m all bow down, put ???m on they knees. Don??° sneeze, that??? on my enemy, freeze. Fuck it, let all of the law in line
shit went real. let's make 'em al Down, put 'em on they knees. don't sneeze, that's on my enemy, freeze. fuck it, let all of the law in line, we'll enter
Who?ve made it crystal clear That it is their holy mission To destroy all we hold dear They are visibly out searching for the fire To make this towing nation
