This isn't a revolution I'm sad to say. It's time for me to meet my friends today. Because I've lost so many hours talking on the phone. I don't know
This isn't a revolution I'm sad to say It's time for me to meet my friends today Because I've lost so many hours talking on the phone I don't know why
Traduction: Raised Fist. Another Day.
: This isn't a revolution I'm sad to say It's time for me to meet my friends today Because I've lost so many hours talking on the phone I don't know
OUTRAGE!! [Brother J] Blood to the concrete, tears to soil And here's another word to make the other man foil War, raised on your planet to a caveboy
hear it.." [Verse Two] Pump ya fists like this Holla if ya hear me - PUMP PUMP if you're pissed To the sell-outs, livin it up One way or another you'
Hollar if Ya Hear me Pump ya fists like this Hollar if ya hear me (pump, pump) if ya pissed To tha sell-outs livin' it up One way or another you'll
, try, try Fall back kick it through to another day Spit the bit cut the reignsmake it go away C'mon get up, get down and give your horns up Raise your
or crippled in their fear Now iull tell ya cause i been in many Schools for this Cause im drawn by the vision and close my hand into a fist Raised in
messin with others, stressin? your brother, it?s time to uncover Time to choose another path you see Cause the road most traveled?s negativity Put your fist down (fist
strings of secrets cut the ties that bind me I might dream myself as king, but I ain't made for ruling Just live another day, and I can find another
take long for his drinking ways to start showing up on mama's face One violent night hiding under my bed I swore that he wouldn't see another sunset Next day
Yeah.. yo.. c'mon Ride wit me, lemme take you somewhere [Xzibit] My father was a soldier, my mother was a rider I was born wit my fists balled up, I'
and a lotta men died One fist of iron, the other of steel If the right one don't getcha, then the left one will Sixteen tons and what do ya get? Another day
pain black girl Momma said that the day's like this Momma said that the day's like this Momma yeah momma said That the day's like this Momma said every day
My poisonous is released, gas from the canister Raise the black fist, we keep the earth on it's axis I make a good day move slow like molasses Welcome
