you home believing That you would never leave Now I can't stand to be without you I'm burning for one more kiss I dream every night about you Sometimes I'm on target
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watched you home believing That you would never leave Now I can't stand to be without you I'm burning for one more kiss I dream every night about you Sometimes I'm on target
smokin on? Figure if we high they can train us but then America f**ked up and blamed up I guess it's cause we black that we targets My only fear is God
right here and quit while I'm ahead already in the red already got a steady infrared nipped on my head A target on my back bigger problems than that Bin Laden on
four in you One handstand on top of your ninja Crash it, (ERRRR) Doc stir the madness 'til you all outta work like Tony Atlas Walking, cans in the laundry basket America
at the bullshit we been through Had the niggas sittin on top they roofs Hurricane Katrina, we shoulda called it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush Then they tellin y'all lies on
shine here, I'm really trying You're changing clothes and closing windows on me all the time Well, whatever you do, listen, you better wait for me No, I wouldn't go out alone into America
in the hood but yet and still you can't survive Cause Reagan never planned for us to rise The war on drugs turned to a war on us Then AIDS just topped
letter to the KKK from the black folks I'm tryin' to get it on, tryin' to check the grip And there goes officer cracker tryin' to sink my fuckin' battleship Turnin' on
ya One handstand on top of your ninja Crashin' Doc stir the madness We all out of work like Tony Atlas Walking with cans in a laundry basket America'
stop right here And quit while I'm ahead, already in the red Already got a steady infrared nipped on my head A target on my back, bigger problems than that Bin Laden on
Today the paper say Timothy McVeigh's in hell So everything's okay and all must be well I remember Oklahoma when they put out the blaze And put Islamic terrorist bombing, on
[Intro/Chorus: Paris] Is it a, coincidence that we ain't taught truth A, coincidence that they target the youth A, coincidence everything is the same
6th member of the raskalz KRS-One from the Bronx, respecting as we stomp, there is no cop. From America to Canada, lyrical stamina Coming through like that on
