Some of them come now Some of the running Some of them looking for fun Some of them looking for a way out of confusion Some of them don't know where
Mist rising on the horizon Listenin' with my ears and listenin' with my eyes And listenin' until we've ridden the mud from the parasite Listenin' until
Fear nobody, but His Majesty My spirit, you retrieved For you I wait silently It seems that you believe in me Fear nobody, but His Majesty My spirit,
Jerusalem, if I forget you Fire not gonna come from me tongue Jerusalem, if I forget you Let my right hand forget what it?s supposed to do In the ancient
Fire descends from on High In the shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of Pride And ride on to Mount Zion Rub me the wrong way Taking the highway
We're the reflection of imperfection We come from the infinite place of limitation Rejoice in these days, make a correction We're the completion Lights
slap me Jack, we sat down in the back of the class to seize knowledge we don't need, I forgot my late pass but I'm early to a rival beatbox, you got raps
On the way into this world, our soul was born in two Searching for you, I been searching for you Where ya been, where ya running to Where ya got to go
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What I'm fighting for Is worth far more than silver and gold What I'm fighting for Is a chance to unite the past With the broken souls coming home at
Youth of America is living in the jungle Fighting for survival but there's no place to go Youth of America, there's pressure all around The walls are
Come down from where you are and get down We are what we are, now we are found Till the sun of the prison, the guns We've taken all our vows, we are find
And time you've had more than your share of mine I'm a criminal with no crime I sing like a bird that is now released Well like and angel with clip-on
Yeah, yeah Oh, I'm newly calibrated Yeah, yeah Oh, shiny and clean Yeah, yeah I'm your recent adaptation Yeah, yeah Time to redefine me Let the word
In my life Been all the places that I dreamed of since I was a kid Bury the past I'm getting on with things I never thought I'd get through So now I
street survives a cocky kid suburban casualty care free young and dont fit in abbrasive around old sensitives targets himself cannon fodder remenates
This is a call of arms to live and love and sleep together. We could flood the streets with love or light or heat whatever. Lock the parents out, cut