I fought them all It never ends I keep tight and My wonder is less Oh Oh why I'm questioning I'll never ask So you can sleep in Your perfect address Oh
I fought them all It never ends I keep tight and My wonder is less Oh Oh why I'm questioning I'll never ask So you can sleep in Your perfect address
can break it I need some release, release, release We need Love and peace Love and peace Lay down Lay down your guns All your daughters of Zion All your Abraham sons
About precision timing and vision Get up and go and don't turn back If you ah soldier and you know it hold ya head up high And keep stompin' in yo big
[feat. Michael Jackson] [Chorus: Michael Jackson and Krayzie Bone] Aaaahhh! (pray, pray, and we pray, pray, pray) Ooohhh! (and we pray, pray, pray) whoooo
is no honor Responsible Of this you are incapable We implicate Incriminate - Exacerbate - Too much at stake Our Fathers, Mothers Sisters, Brothers Sons and Daughters
room is full, And nobody leaves until, Until the sun comes out to play, Until then we blow ourselves away. At the markets of Gibraltar, They lock up your sons and daughters
mends for the past and find new ways to make decisions, to the Muslims, Jews and Christians burn the borders and baptize all our sons and daughters
, thundering, we are breaking the seal Fighting for the oath we sworn, to spread the word of a Legend Reborn Sons and brothers fight or fall With our sisters and daughters
dead who took the dare And jumped in, they made bad choices Some have seen and others heard And they say along the bottom Are all the bodies of the girls and
sit down) sit down let me tell you 'bout your fatherless sons how they grew to be men and father they sons father they daughters nigga, you left a fatherless daughter
him or me and I ain't trying to be hard but I'm guilty as charged Put my mercy on this court and my faith in God And pray hard none of my nephews wanna
but a heartbreaker Friend only to the undertaker War means tears To thousands of mothers' eyes When their sons go out to fight And their daughters lose
around And vinyl LPs still got a cool sound Flash back to retro (retro) It's all new again Fighting wars under different names Losing daughters and sons
They'll vanish when you shut your eyelids Thinking of it is painful It's better to accept it all Thinking of all the mothers and the daughters And the fathers and the sons
Have made us bondage slaves In a world that we never made, The politicians lick our bones, The tacticians, hearts of stone They turn us against our brothers Make us fight and
