heard a raw beat, somebody told me the funk did it But if trax didn't do it I can't fuck it 'cause it's a family thang You know Chi town's the motherland
hear the sound of a beating heart That bleeds beyond a system that is falling apart With money to burn on a minimum wage Well, I don't give a shit about
of souls around me His face it told of the mad existence, a silent story And just how they took him, they tore a free soul down Didn't leave a trace
with a choice who stand down a threat the size of Oklahoma City just to listen to a young woman's voice here's a toast to all the folks on death row
Peace Camp to women only is a sensible political ploy, But if it is a demonstration of sexual exclusivity it is a sham. Aren't we seeking to destroy
pains Flashed automatic b-boy with big visions In a matchbox apartment adjacent a crooked starship Who better nation a million's the only remedy Nine dizzy planets with a
my heart Taking its toll upon my heart This corporation is just feed filler, seed spiller Hell bent on tearing us apart Hell bent on tearing us apart My king of the nation
on a global basis." "Have the hostage story blow up in our face." "We've got big economic problems but we are not coming apart at the seems." "The
, a??A man can pan for gold and strike it rich and be a millionaire Or ride the rodeo and be the best one at it anywhere. Drive a brand new car, be a
grindin [Blaze Ya Dead Homie] It started as a guest, I moved later to a real spot Worked behind the scenes before I really got a shot In the studio
a natural disaster And it's sung by the unemployed Fight fire with a riot The class war is hanging on a wire Because the martyr is a compulsive liar
of a fascist dictator. It was a callous and savage piece of electioneering Designed to cover up horrific domestic problems. At a time when a peaceful
police, politicians and drugs If they ain't passin' the bubble, niggas carry a grudge, but no love So I don't give a muthafuck if you killin' me I'm pissin