For the children of love Freedom just for everyone Believe in love, believe in love Freedom for all, freedom for all For the children of the world We want it all For the children
Traduction: Blue System. Pour Les Enfants.
of many reasons searching for the daughter Seeking knowledge, not acknowledging the jetset Silver papers of the sound within my budakon headset The solar system watches in wisdom The children
prove them suckers right and I got the blues America... Get busy, Humpy The red, the white, the blue and The blue and the red For Clips and Bloods The white for
set the Pressure on you like a hyperbaric chamber And he don't fuck around [Pressure:] We've gained such renown For this state of the art custom sound For
[Sky Blue:] Hi my name is Sky Blue and one day I wish I lived in Disney Land and everybody would be happy Bye! [D-Loc:] One day I'll be floating in the
worth it And I damn sure wouldn't waste my time tellin you something that'll hurt you Its your fault for anything if you done stand for something thats for
clubs in fine linen (Preach on) Hopping in them, ill whips with chrome spinning Malice was true to the game for 9 innings We love sinning but now I answer for
son of many reasons searching for the daughter Seeking knowledge, not acknowledging the jetset Sample babies soft sounds in my budakon headset The solar system watches in wisdom The children
shit Now what is this world comin to? Who lookin out for the children, education, social security Bring my people back from motherfuckin Iraq mayne, for
something that wouldnt work and i wouldnt damnwaste my time telling something that would hurt you But you would fall for anything If you dont stand for something But thats for
was soon to follow As I complete my intro on your people God bless the children though It was business never personal Better pray to the Lord for your
Shun the system, shun the system, shun the system Shun the system, shun the system, shun the system Shun the system, shun the system, shun the system
Bye bye boy, yeah Children play, women produce Kids killing kids, just for the juice Now Africa, is lookin' for the truth But it's gonna take a while
cakes Fiends found in lakes, jeolously Jakes we shake What I strive for is what I live for Infatuated by material things, and it's wild like for war
starves her to the bone Good dreams don't come cheap You've got to pay for them If you just dream when you're asleep There is no way for them, to come
Jim played piano in a band called Angry Witness Out to fight the system in the fall of '81 Like all his friends, he felt peace, could behead for the asking
