Sacrifice - Lyrics - Blue System

Title: Sacrifice
Artist: Blue System
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

Lyric:
Clive was a rolling stone
The lonely highway was his home
Father told him what he used to be
"Don't bring scandal on my family", he said it

Friends were always right on time
Oh no, there is darkness, there is crime
Things ain't anymore they used to be
"Don't bring scandal on my family"
He said, "Don't bring scandal on my family"

Oh no, why is love such a sacrifice for you?
On my wings of destiny
Leaving live and in harmony

Oh no, why is love such a sacrifice for you?
On the road of mystery
You lose your heart and eternity

[Incomprehensible] didn't understand
Oh, he stole money, killed a man
Destroyed his life, no sense to be
He brought scandal on my family, oh, no

Oh, he was not man enough
He killed himself, thought it's tough
Before he died he said to me
"Don't want scandal on my family"
He said, "Don't want scandal on my family"

Oh no, why is love such a sacrifice for you?
On my wings of destiny
We're leaving live and in harmony

Oh no, why is love such a sacrifice for you?
On the road of mystery
You lose your heart and eternity

Oh no, why is love such a sacrifice for you?
On my wings of destiny
We're leaving live and in harmony

Oh no, why is love such a sacrifice for you?
On the road of mystery
You lose your heart and eternity

Oh no, no, why is love such a sacrifice for you?
I don't know why is love such a sacrifice for you?
Please tell me why is love such a sacrifice for you? Why?

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Thank God It'S Friday Night - Lyrics - Blue System

Title: Thank God It'S Friday Night
Artist: Blue System
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

Lyric:
Thank God, it's Friday night
We're together, we're side by side
Thank God, ohh, it's you and me
All together a family

Thank God, it's Friday night
We're together, we're side by side
Thank God, ohh, it's you and me
All together a family

Forty nights, I loved you forty nights
Like satellites, we need no alibis
But in your heart, you had a plan
But in my dream, I was your man
And if you ever fall in love, ohh

Thank God, it's Friday night
We're together, we're side by side
Thank God, ohh, it's you and me
All together a family

Why you promised me love?
Why you promised me love?
Why you promised me love?
Why you promised me love?

Forty days, I loved you forty days
Believed in you, ohh, God I prayed and prayed
But in this dream, you fool my heart
We're skin to skin, you broke apart
And if I ever fall in love, ohh

Thank God, it's Friday night
We're together, we're side by side
Thank God, ohh, it's you and me
All together a family

Why you promised me love?
Why you promised me love?
Why you promised me love?
Why you promised me love?

Thank God, it's Friday night
We're together, we're side by side
Thank God, ohh, it's you and me
All together a family

Why you promised me love?
Why you promised me love?
Why you promised me love?
Why you promised me love?

Thank God, it's Friday night
We're together, we're side by side
Thank God, ohh, it's you and me
All together a family

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Family System - Lyrics - Wonder What's Next - Chevelle

Title: Family System
Album: Wonder What's Next
Artist: Chevelle
Composer(s): Samuel Loeffler, Peter Loeffler, Joseph Loeffler

Lyric:
Huh, huh, huh

I'm tired of your open mouth
Crawling inside my skin
Endless pain we never quit
The fight within the pride's begun
Sayin' it's too late
What a man's got, he'll learn to hate
(Hate)

Aah

Forget the time I said, "I would"
Replace that with I never will
Beyond the facts held in your face
Ignore the facts beyond your nose
Sayin' it's too late
What a man's got to learn to hate
(Hate)

Grow up

Not without meaning
No response, no revealing

Aah, aah, aah
Just grow up
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong

Ahh

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Hell Yeah (Pimp The System) (Remix) - Lyrics - Dead Prez

Title: Hell Yeah (Pimp The System) (Remix)
Artist: Dead Prez
Composer(s): Lavonne Alford, Clayton Gavin

Lyric:
Holton Street
Dean Street, click clack
President, uh huh
Nostril out, DP's
Orange Al, RPG's
T-Town, who wanna ride?
Brooklyn, come on, come on

Sittin' in' the livin' room on the floor
All the pain got me on some migraine shit
But I'm gonna maintain
Nigga got 2 or 3 dollars to my name
And my homies in the same boat goin' through the same thing

Ready for a cake, better plot for the paper
We been livin' in' the dark since April
On the candle, gotta get a handle
My homie got a 25 automatic added to the caper

Nigga get the phonebook look up in the yellow page
Lemme tell you how we fin' to get paid
We gonna order take out and when we see the driver
We gonna stick the 25 up in his face

Let's ride, steppin' outside like warriors
Head to the notorious Southside
One weapon to the four of us
Hidin' in the corridor until we see the beam from car headlights

White boy in' the wrong place at the right time
Soon as the car door open up he mine
We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose
By the look on his face he probably shitted in his clothes

You know what this is, it's a stick up
Gimme the do' from your pickups
You ran into the wrong niggaz
We runnin' down the block hot with these stacks of boxes
So we split up and met back at the apartment

Hell yeah, yo ain't you hungry my nigga?
Hell yeah, you wanna get paid my nigga?
Hell yeah, ain't you tired of starvin' my nigga?
Hell yeah, well let's ride then
Hell yeah, hell yeah

I know a way we can get paid you can get down
But you can't be afraid
Let's go to the DMV and get a ID
The name says you but the face is me

Now it's your turn take my paper work
Like 1, 2, 3 let's make it work
Then, fill out the credit card application
And it's gonna be 'bout 3 weeks a waitin'

For American Express, Discover Card
Platinum Visa, Master Card
'Cause when we was spooked as shit then we was targets
Now we just walk right up and say, "Charge it!"

To the game we rockin' brand names
Well known at department store chains
Even got the boys in the crew a few things
Po po never know who to true blame

Sto' after sto' you know we kept rollin'
Wait two weeks, report the car stolen
Repeat the cycle like a like a laundry mat
Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch

Comin' out the mall with the shoppin' bags
We can take it right back then get the cash
Yeah, get a friend and then do it again
Damn right, that's how we paid the rent

Hell yeah
Time to get this paper
I'm down for the caper
Please steady on

It's a deadly struggle
We all gotta hustle
This is the way we survive

Time to get this paper
I'm down for the caper
Please steady on

It's a deadly struggle
We all gotta hustle
This is the way we survive

I know a caper
We can get some government paper
You know food stamps, can we really do that?
Hell yeah, right there for the takin'
Fuck welfare, we say reparations

And, uh, you know the grind
Get up early get in the line and just wait
Everybody on break that's part of the game
And when they call your name
Ms. Case Worker let my state my claim

I'm homeless, jobless, times is hard, I'm 'bout hopeless
But I gotta eat regardless
No family to run to I'm 22
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do

My sad story made her feel close to me
I made her feel like it was an emergency
When I came to the crib niggaz couldn't believe
I came back with a big bag of groceries, hell yeah

Every job I ever had I had to get on the first day
I find out how to pimp on the system
Two steps ahead of the manager
Gettin' over on the regular tax free money out of the register

And when I'm workin' late nights
Stockin' boxes I'm creepin' they merchandise
And don't put me on dishes I'm droppin' them bitches
And takin' all day long to mop the kitchen shit

We ain't gettin' paid commission, minimum wage
Modern day slave conditions
Got me flippin' burgers with no power
Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour

I'm not the one to kiss ass for the top position
I take mine off the top like a politician
Where I'm from doin' dirt is a part of living
I got mouths to feed, dawg, I gots to get it

Hell yeah, you down to roll my nigga?
Hell yeah, you ready to get your hands dirty my nigga?
Hell yeah, your woman need money and things my nigga?
Hell yeah, well let's ride then
Hell yeah

If you claimin' gangsta
Then bring on the system
And show that you ready to ride

'Til we get our freedom
We got to get over
Please steady on the grind

If you claimin' gangsta
Then bring on the system
And show that you ready to ride

'Til we get our freedom
We got to get over
Please steady on the grind

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Mystery Of Iniquity - Lyrics - MTV Unplugged - Lauryn Hill

Title: Mystery Of Iniquity
Album: MTV Unplugged
Artist: Lauryn Hill
Composer(s): Lauryn Hill

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Lyric:
It's the mystery of inequity
Said it's the misery of inequity
Said it's the history of inequity
When it all, all falls down
Telling you all, it all falls down

Children eat your bread
Little children eat your bread
'Cuz it all, all falls down
Telling you all, it all falls down

Yo, ya'll can't handle the truth in a courtroom of lies
Perjures the jurors, witness despised
Crooked lawyers, false Indictments publicized
It's entertainment the arraignments, the subpoenas

High profile gladiators in bloodthirsty arenas
Enter the Dragon, black-robe crooked-balance
Souls bought and sold and paroled for thirty talents
Court reporter catch the surface on the paper

File it in the system not acknowledged by the Maker
Swearing by the Bible blatantly blasphemous
Publicly perpetrating that, "In God We Trust"
Cross-examined by a master manipulator

The faster intimidator, receiving the judge's favor
Deceiving sabers doing injury to they neighbors
For status, gratis, apparatus and legal waivers
See the bailiff, representing security
Holding the word of God soliciting perjury

The prosecution, political prostitution
The more money you pay the further away solution
Legal actors, Babylon's benefactors
Masquerading as the agency for the clients

Hypocritical giants, morally non-compliant
Orally armed to do bodily harm
Polluted, recruited and suited judicial charm
And the defense isn't making any sense
Faking the confidence of escaping the consequence

That a defendant is depending on the system
Totally void of judgment purposely made to twist em'
Emotional victim blackmailed by the henchmen
Framed by intentions, inventions whereby they lynch men

Enter the false witness slandering the accused
Planting the seed openly showing he's being used
To discredit, edit, headed for the alleged
Smearing the individual fearing the unsuspected

Expert witness, the paid authority
Made a priority to deceive the majority
Of disinterested peers, dodging duty for years
Hating the process waiting to be returning to their careers

Do we expect the system made for the elect
To possibly judge correct? Properly serve and protect?
Materially corrupt, spiritually amuck
Oblivious to the cause, prosperously bankrupt

Blind leading the blind, guilty never defined
Filthy as swine, a generation purin' it's own mind
Legal extortion, blown out of proportion
In vein deceit, the truth is obsolete

Only two positions, victimizer or victim
Both end up in destruction trusting this crooked system
Mafia with diplomas keeping us in a coma
Trying to own a piece of the "American Corona"

The revolving door, insanity every floor
Sky scraping, paper chasing, what are we working for?
Empty traditions, reaching social positions
Teaching ambition to support the family superstition?

When the Son of Podition is Commander in Chief
The standard is Thief, brethren can we candidly speak?
Woe to the men, trusted in the chariots dem'
Leaning on horses, they run their intellectual sources

Counterfeit wisdom creating the illusion of freedom
Confusion consumes them
Every word they speak it turns them out really white
Internally they absent of light

Trapped in the night and bonded to the Cain of the night
Under the curse, evil men waxing more worse
Faxing the first, angelic being cast to the earth
It's time for rebirth, burnin' up the branch and the root
The empty pursuits of every tree bearing the wrong fruit

Turning me ill, let him who stole, no longer steal
Oh, it's real, surrender for Jehovah is real
How long will you sleep
Troubled by the thoughts that you keep, the idols you heap
'Causing the destruction you reap

Judgment has come, find it and return to the One
Abandon the flesh, self-interest, Broadway to death
Pride and the greed, hide and subdividing the seed
The knowledge of good and evil is what caused us to lie

Caused us to die, let your emotions be crucified
Renounce all your thoughts
Repent and let your mind be re-taught
You'll find what you sought was based on the deception you bought
A perception of naught, where the majority remains caught

Loving a lie, not realizing in Adam, all die
Loving a lie, not realizing in Adam, all die
Loving a lie, not realizing in Adam, all die
Loving a lie, not realizing in Adam, all die

It's the mystery of Inequity
Say it's the history of Inequity
Say it's the misery of Inequity
When it all, all falls down
I'm telling you all, it all falls down

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Hell Yeah - Lyrics - Dead Prez

Title: Hell Yeah
Artist: Dead Prez
Composer(s): Lavonne Alford, Clayton Gavin

Lyric:
Holton Street
Dean Street, click clack
President, uh huh
Nostril out, DP's
Orange Al, RPG's
T-Town, who wanna ride?
Brooklyn, come on, come on

Sittin' in' the livin' room on the floor
All the pain got me on some migraine shit
But I'm gonna maintain
Nigga got 2 or 3 dollars to my name
And my homies in the same boat goin' through the same thing

Ready for a cake, better plot for the paper
We been livin' in' the dark since April
On the candle, gotta get a handle
My homie got a 25 automatic added to the caper

Nigga get the phonebook look up in the yellow page
Lemme tell you how we fin' to get paid
We gonna order take out and when we see the driver
We gonna stick the 25 up in his face

Let's ride, steppin' outside like warriors
Head to the notorious Southside
One weapon to the four of us
Hidin' in the corridor until we see the beam from car headlights

White boy in' the wrong place at the right time
Soon as the car door open up he mine
We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose
By the look on his face he probably shitted in his clothes

You know what this is, it's a stick up
Gimme the do' from your pickups
You ran into the wrong niggaz
We runnin' down the block hot with these stacks of boxes
So we split up and met back at the apartment

Hell yeah, yo ain't you hungry my nigga?
Hell yeah, you wanna get paid my nigga?
Hell yeah, ain't you tired of starvin' my nigga?
Hell yeah, well let's ride then
Hell yeah, hell yeah

I know a way we can get paid you can get down
But you can't be afraid
Let's go to the DMV and get a ID
The name says you but the face is me

Now it's your turn take my paper work
Like 1, 2, 3 let's make it work
Then, fill out the credit card application
And it's gonna be 'bout 3 weeks a waitin'

For American Express, Discover Card
Platinum Visa, Master Card
'Cause when we was spooked as shit then we was targets
Now we just walk right up and say, "Charge it!"

To the game we rockin' brand names
Well known at department store chains
Even got the boys in the crew a few things
Po po never know who to true blame

Sto' after sto' you know we kept rollin'
Wait two weeks, report the car stolen
Repeat the cycle like a like a laundry mat
Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch

Comin' out the mall with the shoppin' bags
We can take it right back then get the cash
Yeah, get a friend and then do it again
Damn right, that's how we paid the rent

Hell yeah
Time to get this paper
I'm down for the caper
Please steady on

It's a deadly struggle
We all gotta hustle
This is the way we survive

Time to get this paper
I'm down for the caper
Please steady on

It's a deadly struggle
We all gotta hustle
This is the way we survive

I know a caper
We can get some government paper
You know food stamps, can we really do that?
Hell yeah, right there for the takin'
Fuck welfare, we say reparations

And, uh, you know the grind
Get up early get in the line and just wait
Everybody on break that's part of the game
And when they call your name
Ms. Case Worker let my state my claim

I'm homeless, jobless, times is hard, I'm 'bout hopeless
But I gotta eat regardless
No family to run to I'm 22
Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do

My sad story made her feel close to me
I made her feel like it was an emergency
When I came to the crib niggaz couldn't believe
I came back with a big bag of groceries, hell yeah

Every job I ever had I had to get on the first day
I find out how to pimp on the system
Two steps ahead of the manager
Gettin' over on the regular tax free money out of the register

And when I'm workin' late nights
Stockin' boxes I'm creepin' they merchandise
And don't put me on dishes I'm droppin' them bitches
And takin' all day long to mop the kitchen shit

We ain't gettin' paid commission, minimum wage
Modern day slave conditions
Got me flippin' burgers with no power
Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour

I'm not the one to kiss ass for the top position
I take mine off the top like a politician
Where I'm from doin' dirt is a part of living
I got mouths to feed, dawg, I gots to get it

Hell yeah, you down to roll my nigga?
Hell yeah, you ready to get your hands dirty my nigga?
Hell yeah, your woman need money and things my nigga?
Hell yeah, well let's ride then
Hell yeah

If you claimin' gangsta
Then bring on the system
And show that you ready to ride

'Til we get our freedom
We got to get over
Please steady on the grind

If you claimin' gangsta
Then bring on the system
And show that you ready to ride

'Til we get our freedom
We got to get over
Please steady on the grind

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Gpsa - Lyrics - Director - Avant

Title: Gpsa
Album: Director
Artist: Avant
Composer(s): Jermaine Dupri, Manuel Seal, Myron Avant

Lyric:
I know some people might not understand me
And might not go number one or wit a Grammy but uh
I done done the lovin', I done done the touchin'
All the kissin' and huggin' baby you know it's nothin'
Everybody know that I can, ooh hoo
Ladies love it when I go, ooh hoo

You tryna stop all that, no
Well, brotha please
Can you make me understand whatchu sayin'

Listen man
Troubles of the world today, it's got me heated
Every word I'm about to say, I feel it's needed
So let me talk about the things that's goin' on
(Goin' on)

The war is over but the troops ain't home
I see the bullets flyin', I see the people dyin'
See the babies cryin' what's the reason?

So who you posed to be, public enemy number one now
Next thing I know you gon' be tryna tell me to put my guns down
I'm tryna have a conversation witcha fo' you let these streets getcha
Show you a bigger picture then standin' on this block

You wanna talk well where the weed at, 'cuz homie I don't need that
Stuff you talkin' what I'm doin' ain't never gon' stop
You must been watchin' too much CNN, it's about dem dividends
The hood ain't changed, I don't know where you been
Everybody sufferin' and it's way mo' tougher than it was
And we don't never see nobody helpin' us

Okay that's so true, I can feel ya pain
I'm not here to argue, just put you up on game
But I guess you the type I can't tell a damn thang
Couple of dollas in yo pocket, and you start losin' ya brain

It's a trap, got you hustlin' all through the night
It's a trap, takin' pictures in broad daylight
Don't let the system trick you into nothin' else, please
Be a man and stand for yourself

If you're not rich by now, you'll probably never get it
How can I get this nigga to listen to what I'm sayin' to him
Dont' be a fool, with that I don't give a damn attitude
'Cuz I know you got someone at home that truly loves you

I'm tryna have a conversation witcha fo' you let these streets getcha
Show you a bigger picture then standin' on this block
You wanna talk well where the weed at, 'cuz homie I don't need that
Stuff you talkin' what I'm doin' ain't never gon' stop

Please listen, hear me when I say
Don't let the system knock you
Lock yo ass away 'cuz you got things to live for
Your family and your children
Don't wanna lose, the life that you've been given
(Stuff you talkin' what I'm doin' ain't never gon' stop)

Please listen, hear me when I say
Don't let the system knock you
Lock yo ass away 'cuz you got things to live for
Your family and your children
Don't wanna lose the life that you've been given

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Cold Outside - Lyrics - Word Of Mouf - Ludacris

Title: Cold Outside
Album: Word Of Mouf
Artist: Ludacris
Composer(s): Chris Bridges, Torrey Cook

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Lyric:
It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

Man, I can hear that wind blowing
You say it don't get cold in C P
Well, niggas it's been snowing
Even though some might disagree
When business is still slowing
Even if we subject to change
Come up out them diamonds and rings
Even all them dollars and change

Nigga we home-grown
And to those that couldn't take the pressure
Nigga they long gone
Skeet 25 lighters on dressers
Or you'll get zoned on
They be puttin' them bodies in bags
They be cuttin' them bodies on slabs
Then go to somebody and brag

Got to keep a straight face
Better keep inside with your know
Got to find a safe place
Better stay in silence or go
Or end up a waste case
Pick figure it's more stuff to do
Pick nigger it's more folks than you
Pick never come close to a clue

I put my life on it
Want to disrespect, give me your neck
And I'll put a knife on it
Some say it's slippery when wet
But my roll got ice on it
It's all about supply and demand
It's all about me buying some land
You folks just don't understand
That uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

Man, I see the clouds coming
Y'all see a man on the moon walking
I see a crowd running
And the A P D steadily talking
'Cause we done found something
And it's not as good as it seems
Oh, I wish I could get some cream
And get up out of the hood with some dreams

I'm peepin' hard crimes
See the system's fucked up
And they givin' out some hard times
Heard one of these locked up
And my people snortin' hard lines
Locked up and they didn't do a thang
Locked up because of the pressure and pain
Locked up because they wouldn't do the same

And I see the case close
I can't ask no questions and it's over
'Cause they say so
I ain't learned no lessons, but these snitches
Better lay low
Or we gonna be chopping some heads
And we gonna be rocking some beds
And we gonna be dropping some eggs

We walk a long road
Trying to find the essence of self
But I picked the wrong clothes
'Do rag with a gat under my belt
'Cause life's throwing strong blows
But I keep a little hope and some dreams
And I try to stay focused and clean
But I got a little dope and some green
'Cause uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

I can see them shamed faces
Man, y'all look at me like y'all grew up
In the same places
Scams and dirty work came up on
A day to day basis
Now they got to re-up and re-bag
And they got to re-up and re-slab
Then they got to be up and be bad

This game'll never end
Excuse my French, but goddammit
I got some clever friends
They might get set back by some wench
But that bitch'll never win
It's all about the way of the world
It's all about the way of them girls
It's all about them diamonds and pearls

We waiting too long
But the D E C and Southwest Atlanta
Is too strong
We might bring that soap out and wash up
And throw them suits on
Coming in the court with some pride
'Cause we ain't got nothing to hide
Just didn't know what laws to abide

I play the cards dealt
And I bought a full house and I watched
The woman's heart melt
See my mama's cooled out and she's crying
'Cause it's heart-felt
It's all about supply and demand
It's all about me buying some land
You folks just don't understand
That uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

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Sesame Street - Lyrics - Soul Food - Goodie Mob

Title: Sesame Street
Album: Soul Food
Artist: Goodie Mob
Composer(s): Raymon Murray, Brandon Bennett, Willie Edward Knighton, Robert Barnett, Patrick Brown, Thomas Burton, Cameron Gipp, Rico Wade

Lyric:
Sometimes words are enough to kill over
Thanksgiving didn't give so what should I hope for
I keep on looking for job but job seems not to like me
What else my doors kicked off the hedges

Somebody just fill they Christmas list
Off me and the family and damn I just miss them
Felt like I've been raped, a figures been through my drawers
Always read the [Incomprehensible] in between the black

Spent my summers in that country
So I consider myself a Jack
Some left this world by putting bullets in they head
But little Johnnie across the street hung hisself from his bunk-bed

Had to go to court in the mornin'
Nothing hard about it
My little partner was just scared
How scared Gipp that scared

When I was B-gee
Used to think I couldn't be hit
None of my homies carried guns
All I had was a stick

Coming out hard was the way from day one
One of the smallest muthafuckers in the crew
But you knew and feel the type of niggas that kill
Be the ones that's out to prove something

To them other niggers
'Cause they already know the outcome
What's going down at the party
So many fine hoes nobody knows why we buck

I guess we up in a rut
Looking for but at the same time
Up in the Flame supporting girls up in the game
Out to get a piece of what the system has designed

Black folks to struggle for
So I bust, so much to deal with
Can't feel what's real from fake
For my sake I stay close to home
So them crackers don't take

And never give back to my hood
In desperate need of change
Be this way to we arrange it to be fit me
Growing up on Sesame Street

Can you feel what I feel?
Can you hear what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
When ma feet hit the streets
What chu know? What chu know?

Can you feel what I feel?
Can you hear what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
When ma feet hit the streets
What chu know? What chu know
About Sesame Street?

Georgia Power wants to put me in the dark
But one spark, I see Sammy streak to ma spot
In this red Fred Sanford truck undercover
But he geela folks fo da class A substances narcotics

Ole shought stopping ask?
Can be Shock-ca-locka?
Um to mad to be scared
So for the price if you go it like that

To be the boss you gladly pay it
An arm and a leg I'd be lying if I say
I ain't need no help, can't do it by myself
It's raining sesame

'Cause it's only so much time left in this crazy world
Mates in prison guards life with a hamma, so excuse ma grammar
Behind the walls of Atlanta, Federal Penn the tait on 'Fred Stock'
The cell blox wit' no C.O.'s equipped with radios

The system is fraud and the security camera
Now have we an eyeball on it yet
The second stage denied
I wonder if I get another trial

Remember me from way back in the days
Lived right around the corner from Benjamin Mays
I'm amazed that we made it this far
A po black family is all that we are

Wishing upon a star for a trace of happiness
My mama do her best but she ain't making no progresss
Maybe it's a test that we all gotta pass
My situations making me grow too fast

Thirteen and a half years old
Standing at the bus stop alone in the cold
On my way to be degraded for a fee
To help get my family off this street called Sesame

Can you feel what I feel?
Can you hear what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
When ma feet hit the streets
So what chu know? What chu know?

Can you feel what I feel?
Can you hear what I hear?
Can you see what I see?
When ma feet hit the streets
Now what chu know? What chu know?
What chu know? What chu know
About Sesame Street?

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Break Sumthin' - Lyrics - Golden Grain - Disturbing Tha Peace

Title: Break Sumthin'
Album: Golden Grain
Artist: Disturbing Tha Peace
Composer(s): B Sandimanie, A Wilson, Chris Bridges, Johnson Jr. M T Epps, R Guy

Lyric:
I'm 'bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', got ya saying, aah shit

I'm 'bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', got ya saying, aah shit

Yeah, fee, fi, foe, fum
I smell an ounce of that good and a fifth of rum
Ain't no mistakin' Shady Park is where I'm flippin' from
It's so shady my old lady gotta keep a couple guns

You get the runs and I ain't talkin' about the bowel system
I'm talking bleedin', hurry wrap 'em with a towel system
Get the fuck out now system, it's animosity, curiosity, robbery
Probably the reason why there's no stoppin' me till you cop a plea

Man, see now these bitches wanna fuck with Shawnna
When I bump that thang and keep a pocketbook of marijuana
Better keep that mouth out my business, 'cause I got that 50 for ya
And I'm off the whip in this bitch and somebody should've told ya

I'm drinkin' Remy and these bitches lookin' at me shady
They must don't know that I'm that bitch that smoke 'em in the face
Better take me up out the club 'cause I'm about to break
And all my bitches and thugs know how we operate
We 'bout that take nigga

Break break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', got ya saying, aah shit

'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', got ya saying, aah shit

Little shorty from G-Roll on the hustle to see six figures or more
Whether rappin' or pimpin' hoes, I'm high cappin' the gold
And I know I made them boys sick
When I popped up on 24's [Incomprehensible]

You see me diggin' in my gold, I'm a ghetto bastard
And when I'm smokin' on 'dro, I get the munchies directly after
I made dough by offing hoes in transactions
See, I stay on Riverdale Road but I will meet you up on Naston

'Cause in the South Side, partner, we break you off proper
And the doctors can't help ya when the guns go blockah
Time to notify the pastor, ya family you'll mourn after
Yeah, the day after your ashes get scattered, you're all out next batter

I don't need no approval for poodles 'cause I'm a fool dog
Get to fightin' in clubs and swing with pool balls
I saw [Incomprehensible] walking by, I try to grab sumthin'
If you don't say sumthin' I'm gon' take sumthin'

I'm 'bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', got ya saying, aah shit

'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', got ya saying, aah shit

Shit, blow you to bits and pieces, my niggas with caprices
A Gucci bucket, polo down with them heavy creases
I'm East Side, Scottsdale, throw it up dog
I got them rocks by your block throw it up y'all
Slingers, 'dro, and pampus, let's get it poppin' doctor

Mack 10, AK's when we shoot those choppers
My niggas ridin' hard, my niggas hot and hard
I-20 will bust some fo's so get down boy

I'm 'bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', got ya saying, aah shit

'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
'Bout to break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', got ya saying, aah shit

Break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', take sumthin'

Break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', got ya saying, aah shit

Break, break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', break sumthin', take sumthin'

Break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break sumthin', take sumthin'
Break, got ya saying, aah shit

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Bucktown Usa - Lyrics - Cocoa Brovaz

Title: Bucktown Usa
Artist: Cocoa Brovaz
Composer(s): W Dewgarde, Tekomin Williams, Darryl (Jr) Yates

Lyric:
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Once again

Bucktown USA is the place where I rest
Should I say chill 'cause there ain't no rest for me yet
Shit, I can't say chill 'cause the property's hot
Got to get it while the gettin' could be got or get not

'Cause of those who cop block or those who get not
Spillin' beans like a cook to them crooked ass cops
To all my G's, don't snooze 'cause they crews in blues and whites
Comin' to the PJ's lookin' for fights

Mr. Officer cool down your temper
Me just cool you n'alf to come like no murderer
I try to do my thing and you try to take me in
Have me stressed with a bunch of dope fiends in the pen

Then again that's the place where you see the same face in the street
Everybody got to charge the beat
Once again, facin' the magistrate with the screw face
Bounce on the D. A. T. S. T. B., the new case

Bucktown
Home where the grass is greenah
And all the Gods and earths choose a court in Medina
Bucktown
The place where I received my roots
Got put on to this loot and got my first Tim boots

Bucktown
See me in the G. S. T. O. O.
On the side of the road, gettin' harassed by po-po's
Bucktown
Home of my B.C.C.
And everybody that I roll with, the family

Boot Camp's the way of life for a loner like me
Constantly holdin' courts in the street with police
Like the Sergeant 81st, pretty boy is what they call 'em
Said he was a gun man, duke is kinda brawlic

Speaks with an accent, Guyanese I would imagine
A hot-headed dread known for jumpin' into action
We danced a few times, he got his, I got mine
Called the whole force up to pat us down for the crime

Said, it's all about a quarter and his veins bleed blue
Your man Rudy Giuliani fucked it up for you
Ain't gonna be no dice throwin', dead that weed blowin'
Domestic violence, automatic fire, he ain't jokin'

Now you first offenders are gettin' hit like predicates
Goin' through the system just for standin' on the strip
Gotta keep an open eye when it's time to cop la
From dirty ass deeds and unmarks ridin' by

Bucktown
Home where the grass is greenah
And all the Gods and earths choose a court in Medina
Bucktown
The place where I received my roots
Got put on to this loot and got my first Tim boots

Bucktown
See me in the G. S. T. O. O.
On the side of the road, gettin' harassed by po-po's
Bucktown
Home of my B.C.C
And everybody that I roll with, the family

Home of the Originoo Gunn Clappaz
And bank safe crackers
Pot-pushin' hustlers and everyday jackers

When flauntin' get cautioned
If you don't ride with the right crew
Or hope [Incomprehensible] and bust off
When they confront on you, I still do

Smoke buds with the thugs
About to face the judge, show all my niggaz love
I can't knock the hustle, get your cream by all means
Do what you gotta do to, liveto feed you and your seeds

Bucktown's everywhere I see
Representatives livin' nocturnally, break a day on the regular
All night is all right with us
As long as we can get rid of the red we get the better

But never lose your head, just maintain
Only use the cushion pain to ease your brain
No strain when Tek and Steele bang, ain't shit changed from birth
B.C.C. degrees, on to them other planes

Bucktown
Home where the grass is greenah
And all the Gods and earths choose a court in Medina
Bucktown
The place where I received my roots
Got put on to this loot and got my first Tim boots

Bucktown
See me in the G. S. T. O. O.
On the side of the road, gettin' harassed by po-po's
Bucktown
Home of my B.C.C.
And everybody that I roll with, the family

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Ghetto Vampire - Lyrics - Chino Xl

Title: Ghetto Vampire
Artist: Chino Xl
Composer(s): Derek K Barbosa, David Axelrod, Robert Stevens

Lyric:
I don't know, I just think that's hell exploitive
You know, taking these metaphors and just butchering
Icons in the urban community, I don't know
It's like you sucking 'em dry, what are you, some kind of a vampire
Or something? Yeah, yeah, that's what you are, what? Ahh, what?
A ghetto vampire, that's it

So, where'd all this come from? Think back
Try to remember, think back, try to remember
I used to sit at the right hand of God in light and splendor
Lavishly spreading love that's all I remember

As time passes, I catches miracles He taught me
Everything except for some old man and breathe the breath of life
I tried, to just accept, He's my savior
But jealousy forced me into sacrilegious behavior

Enraged like I was no threat, I hated God's laughter
Waiting for the day the apprentice becomes the master
I'm cursed and damned, now to be a creature of the night
Un-living yet living off blood, fearer of the light

But I don't give a fuck, right, because I live forever
I see you all come and go and die and burn
And watch the world still turn, evil entity, time is resenting me
Thousands of years later, I must conceal my identity
A vampire

New heights, where it's so dark you need candlelights
To expose the black plague my left hand writes
Nights enveloping and developing pictures in your brain
Like a darkroom, in every monestary, where I spark boom

A cartoon style smile smirk, how's my emotionless killer clown
Synapse behaps relax the bastard black balloon
Nocturnal, high off the herbal, crowding back streets and projects
Illest nigga, coolest slang dialects
(Dialects)

Bite marks are what you feel if you're my victim
Poisons golden seal couldn't heal from your system
(From your system)
Nuts bust down the throats of mad crack heads
Fetal four-eye pleas, fuck it cops kill black kids

Sometimes, I wish I could stop the death the pain and the sin
But I'm fucked up create the libations that humans contain within
(Nasty)
After lightning strikes the steeple of your family church
I beg forgiveness from God but it never works

I know my soul ain't going to Heaven when I expire
Recognize the immortal ghetto vampire
I slit your throat and watch you shake if I desire
Recognize the immortal ghetto vampire

Bear witness to the sins of wicked messiah
Recognize the immortal ghetto vampire
Who can I speak to? God is dead and the whole earth's on fire
Recognize the immortal ghetto vampire

Running from the sun by day it's become quite obvious
To the people surrounding me, I'm the wildest
Un-tamable, blood luster plus the high school yearbook photos
That I took in eighty-nine, show no sign of a face of mine
Intertwined my mind is a jungle full of cobwebs and tangled vines

And a glass mace even my closest friends are becoming afraid
Of how I, predicting what's happening and events
Prom dates found they're punctured, blood left pleading then lynched
That's just how I fucking express myself
When I consume your blood and leave you dead
Sorry, it's just to keep my health

Dark forces, police get nauseous from my trail of corpses
No stake through my heart, no Holy water and no priest with crosses
A woman's mind gets clouded by my handsome mannerisms
Listen obsessions bigger than Jackie Gleason's aneurysms

You caught up when my piercing eyes stare right through you
Stronger than the straightest greatest ancient Haitian voodoo
My unholy presence disturbs animals and children
Built a sacrificial altar behind an abandoned building

My sense of smell is heightened my sight is razor sharp
Serene that's Thorazine when I remove your beating heart
And then the blood starts, flowing
Now, I got your soul without you even knowing
Lying in a staircase covered in piss, body decomposing

I turn on sirens and I perpetuate gang violence
I'm the Devil that got Malcolm X sleeping in silence
Factual I poison anything that's natural
I kill love and I'm hope frozen up just like it's a statue

Vampires walk among us sucking life from our city
Keeping us in constant states of insecurity
The police watch 'em, they know me, ghetto vampire
The government check 'em, they know me, ghetto vampire

Churches and ministries, they know me, ghetto vampire
Niggaz slangin' that shit, they know me, ghetto vampire
Money hungry bitches, they know me, ghetto vampire
The whole school system, fucking ghetto vampires
The fucking media, they know me, ghetto vampires

Now, who's the vampire?

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Just Like Before - Lyrics - System - Seal

Title: Just Like Before
Album: System
Artist: Seal
Composer(s): Stuart Price, Sealhenri Samuel, Eric Schermerhorn

Lyric:
Just like before
Rain came down
Like a melody at your door
Heard it before

Rain in your head
Cried last night
But you couldn't get out of bed
What was the use of crying?

Baby, baby
Can I come inside?
Baby, baby
What's taking so long?

Baby, baby
God I know it's right
Baby, baby
Can't we go on?

Just like before
A train came by
But it didn't stop at your door
Oh, it left like a fool

Pray that your bys be bygones
For crying out loud when the feelin' inside is bare
What was the use of crying?

Baby, baby
Can I come inside?
Baby, baby
What's taking so long?
('Cause my heart is aching)

Baby, baby
God I know it's right
Baby, baby
Can't we go on?

In this dream, [incomprehensible]
And I like the way this feels
Family at the top and the bottom there's you
And I like the way this feels, feels, feels

Baby, baby
Can I come inside?
Baby, baby
What's taking so long?
('Cause my heart is aching)

Baby, baby
God I know it's right
Baby, baby
God I know it's right
(What was the use of crying?)

God I know it's right
God I know it's right
God I know it's right
...

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Blackmail The Universe - Lyrics - The System Has Failed - Megadeth

Title: Blackmail The Universe
Album: The System Has Failed
Artist: Megadeth
Composer(s): Dave Mustaine

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Lyric:
{This is breaking news
It appears that Air Force One was shot down
Somewhere over the Middle East this morning
By a sleeper cell of rogue terrorists firing a Stinger Missile
The Pilot and all passengers are unaccounted for
The President's where abouts are presently unknown
And he is presumed missing
The Vice President, Secretary of State
And principals of the military are assembling
Our nation stands at DEFCON 3}

The greatest crisis, will someone come for me?
I, red, white and blew it
Unleashed revenge, my body is detained
How could anybody do this?

Betrayal, I peel away the days
Medals are useless, Uncle Sam's forgotten me
I'm not important, no one will ever come
I'll never be found, God get me out of this hell

Nuclear battlefields energized
Cold wars are heating up again
The tensions mounting
People lift up your fists in revenge

The stage is set
Who will be the first to blink?
We can't go to war
Remember that "Vietnam thing"

A peace at any price
With a gun to your head bang, bang
Weakness runs in your family
Oh what runs in mine is death

This is your five minute warning
Burn all of your classified documents
And if cooler heads don't prevail
First strike from a political dead man

{Appeasement only makes the aggressor more aggressive
He understands only one language, action
And he respects only one word, force
No sign of them stopping, no time for back channel communiques
We need all the help we can get
Air strikes and invasions, retaliate, I say
The will of good men can not counter the terrible strain of war}

Blackmail the universe with the greatest of calamities
Awaken those sleeping giants in the dust of the ground
With their skin destroyed, unjust to innocence
Lawful possessor of the world's last twenty-four hours

Terror and ugliness reveal what death really means
And in hatred you'll see men as they really are
If chosen over heaven, earth will have been for them
All along, only another region of hell

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I Will Survive - Lyrics - Blue System

Title: I Will Survive
Artist: Blue System
Composer(s): Dieter Bohlen

Lyric:
I will survive, whatever they will do
I break the golden rules, I will survive

I'm alone on Highway 9
The sun was hot, killing my time, oh, no
Baby I'll never let you go, oh, no no no

Hundred light years, you're away
Tell me your dreams, make my day, oh, no
Baby I'll never let you go, oh, no no no

I will survive, whatever they will do
I break the golden rules for you
'Cause I'll be never living without your love

I will survive, the wind will fly me home
I'll never baby be alone
'Cause I'll be never living without your love

I will survive

Oh, 90 miles, endless of fears
Loneliness and thousand tears, oh, no
Baby I'll never let you go, oh, no no no

I was the black sheep of my family
A dreamer lost his destiny, oh, no
Oh baby, I'll never let you go, oh, no no no

I will survive, whatever they will do
I break the golden rules for you
'Cause I'll be never living without your love

I will survive, the wind will fly me home
I'll never baby be alone
'Cause I'll be never living without your love
Your love and I know I will survive

I will survive, whatever they will do
I break the golden rules for you
'Cause I'll be never living without your love

I will survive, the wind will fly me home
I'll never baby be alone
'Cause I'll be never living without your love

I will survive

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Let'S Get This Paper - Lyrics - Rich Boy - Rich Boy

Title: Let'S Get This Paper
Album: Rich Boy
Artist: Rich Boy
Composer(s): Jamal Jones, Maurece Richards

Lyric:
R.I.P., Pooh Bear that my dead homie
Fuck that other shit, hey, let's get this bread, homie
Remember when they could catch a charge down in Atlanta
They underestimate me 'cause I'm comin' from Alabama

Martin Lee, innocent, he ain't even have a chance
They beat him in that boot camp 'til he died in that ambulance
That boy was only fifteen years old, fuck what they say he did
So tell me how I'm 'posed to feel when police killin' kids?

And then we can't get a job, ridin' we get them pounds
If it ain't that coke then we get that 'dro and break it down
See that ice, the dope man paradise
Boy, better think twice that dope have you doin' life

They tore down the projects, so where we gon' move next?
They takin' them food stamps, they stop government checks
Hey, money, my motivator, my mouth, my money maker
No, I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper

Yeah when you look at us, just think about it
We don't own nothin, if we get money, we got a lil' few dollars
But our whole family tore up, nigga, you gettin' the money
For the people in ya family that ain't got nothin'
When it's all said and done, what do you own?

You don't own nothin', you don't own you
The nigga playin' basketball, he don't own that jersey
He can't even be in a commercial with his name on the back
So when it's really all said and done
What did you do this for? What difference did you make?

You see how the world changin', yeah, they look so dumb, ain't it?
Wish they just kill 'em all, so now the Middle East, they bangin'
Preachers in that pulpit, say they teach that bullshit
So how we know it's bullshit? Same niggas I went to school with

Grabbin' on yo' nuts and disrespectin' get you merked
Well, them young niggas got pistol grips
They been about they killin' shit
But they all some hypocrites, haters, they won't let me be
When I come up to them gates, I hope you say you heard of me

Now Kendrick Curtis gone, them angels took him home
They gave my brother ten years, the system did him wrong
Now we're convicted felons because they caught us sellin'
And nine times out of ten yo' friend the one who tellin'

I wanna go to Heaven, up to that Promised Land
I need another chance, I wanna meet that Man
Money, my motivator, my mouth, my money maker
No, I don't see you haters, so let's go get this paper

Yeah, surprise, niggas, hey, we behind that, nigga
Everybody tell me to get money
Y'all niggas ain't gettin' no motherfuckin' money, nigga
I got millions, nigga and I'm still broke, nigga
'Cause that ain't no motherfuckin' money, shit

Y'all playin' right into these motherfuckers' hands
Risk ya life everyday for some bullshit, huh, nigga?
What yo' bank account say nigga? Oh, that's all?

They shippin' boys off, they fightin' in Iraq
This soldiers in that war that ain't never gon' make it back
Nigga, this the battlefield, fake niggas scream, "Keep it real"
Yeah, yeah, rob, steal, anything to pay them bills

Hey nigga, time's harder, hey so we grind harder
We takin' chances with that cocaine comin' 'cross that border
Tryin' to make it up out this ghetto life, ain't gotta be this way
Them pigs, they came and kicked my mama do' in yesterday

I prayed a thousand nights, I did a hundred crimes
And now I'm beggin', Lord that you don't let me die this time
Money, my motivator, my mouth, my money maker
No, I don't see them haters, so let's go get this paper

Our Father who art in Heaven
Please Lord, forgive me for that crack sellin'
Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done
These niggas dumb

Yeah, nigga, they gave my brother ten years, nigga
What the fuck you 'posed to do with that, nigga?
They gave my uncle twenty years, nigga
Matter of fact, they gave my cousin life, nigga

I can tell ya how I feel, nigga
To be on that motherfuckin' stand, nigga
Lookin' the motherfuckin' judge in they face, nigga
And he gon' tell you some stupid shit like life, nigga

They sendin' y'all niggas on vacation
Nigga 'cross the nation, nigga
Y'all niggas caught up in the motherfuckin' hype, nigga
Sellin' that white, nigga

I've been there, done that, nigga
Nigga, I'm from Mobile
Nigga, they call that bitch [Incomprehensible], nigga
You bring yo' black ass down, nigga
You ain't gon' make it, nigga

You guaranteed to go to motherfuckin' prison
Bein' black where I'm from, nigga
I come from the motherfuckin' impossible, nigga

Now y'all niggas gotta deal with me, nigga
I'm here, Zone 4, new motherfuckin' money, nigga
D Boy Squad, Rich Boy, Polow Da Don, yeah

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Truth Be Told - Lyrics - The System Has Failed - Megadeth

Title: Truth Be Told
Album: The System Has Failed
Artist: Megadeth
Composer(s): Dave Mustaine

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Lyric:
This is the first tale of death in the world
When Cain struck down Abel a family broken
Since then mankind's dominated his own kind
To insult and injured there's no such thing as peace
Till death do us part

Till the last
(Truth be told)
Sin lies at the doorway
(Truth be told)
Hell's open for business now
(Truth be told)
The soil cries out for revenge
(Truth be told)
And death is upon the ground, all around

The battle ain't over without spoils of war
Just 'cause it is written does not make it so
When you dance with the Devil wait till the song's over
I ask myself how bad do I want you to live
My anger is near

Till the last
(Truth be told)
Sin lies at the doorway
(Truth be told)
Hell's open for business now
(Truth be told)
The soil cries out for revenge
(Truth be told)
And death is upon the ground
(Truth be told)

Sin lies at the doorway
(Truth be told)
Hell's open for business now
(Truth be told)
The soil cries out for revenge
(Truth be told)
And death is upon the ground, all around

Tribulation strikes and we're hit hard
Still you just go on your way
Head in the sand, ignoring the rain
Just like the flood in Noah's day
(In his day)

Can't punish those for ruining the earth
It's suicide so don't worry
Because we are all guilty, guilty as sin
There'll be no peace, never for you and me

Before Al Qaeda and Bin Laden
Long before Hitler and Hussein
Ever since the first murder was committed
The verdict's always been the same
(Been the same, wrong)

Because the future just repeats the past
There's hell to pay, the stone's been cast
So there'll be no peace
(Never be peace)
Till the last truth be told for you and me

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