one knows your name Hey you, don't you know They want a war again I see what you meant, when you said That there's hope in everyone Stand up and
at the blowed What's the code Yo I'd like to send a special shout out to ben caldwell Much respect, thank You for everything you've done. Richard, 5
more fighting Last time we stood alone like this It meant nothing to us I see what you meant when you said that there's hope in everyone Stand up
know I couldn?t get up B is for believing you'd always be here for me E is for everything, even when we'd see it though C, C is for seeing through
far away from all these people far away from this city far away from this whole state, this whole country, and the riots going on and everything. If
take this room that I built for fun And burn down the walls in front of everyone So they see, you and me Dancing in our sleepy clothes With two big smiles and a bowl of hope
When I can't even lift my own head without you? In my mental state kept you from coming around I hope the world would shoot me down for losing you A broken
up for Mama She'll get hot for you When they pass that basket Folk contribute to You put in for Mama She'll put out for you The folks atop the ladder
their dying sons goodbye Living in a state of fear Afraid of everything they see or hear Someone they love may get shot For drugs they never even
be forgot and days of auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear for auld lang syne We'll take a cup of kindness yet for the sake of auld lang syne
have a statement for us, Mr. Washington? REPORTER #2 What do you think of these Negro renegades, Mr. Washington? BOOKER T. WASHINGTON For the sum of
something shiny I want the one who stand in front of the biggest crowds If we are to be, there will be more eyes on me There will be more for everyone
something shiny I want the one who stands in front of the biggest crowds If we are to be, there will be more eyes on me There will be more for everyone
please know I live for ya Throw on the wifebeater, let back the lid for ya A few years I prolly hear from ya But now I'm here for ya I know nikkas that
might happen, if the day came and I stopped rappin', would I still have friends or be all alone, do they like me for me or for the microphone, and also
just a meaningless fad Hardcore formulas are dogshit Change and caring are what's real Is this a state of mind Or just another label? The joy and hope
Hear you now a story of good and evil for evil flourished everywhere but one hope though don't bother calling for help, it will just cut short our
can't lift my own head without you? If my mental state kept you from coming around I hope the world would shoot me down for losing you. A broken branch
