deny your sorry ass is gonna die If I was president Well I got one for you, Saddam Hussein We'll resurect General John Wayne, and put together a very simple plan
It has been a thousand years since the once powerful planet of Blessing lost its life-giving two suns, and countless millennia since the days of the great
and we doggin We creepin and we crawlin It's time to do you all in fa sho [Lucky] Hold up I'm too throwed, I'm the young capo 5 star general, Lucky Luciano
He was just a workin' man Simple rules and simple plans Fancy words, he didn't understand He loved with his heart He worked with his hands Liberals dream
a charlatan from a Charlemagne A rule confessed by generals illustrious and various Though pompous as a Pompey or daring as a Darius A simple rule that
able to follow?" For a moment I pictured myself 6 feet deep In the cemetery, my corps in the same white sheets Allah holds the master plan and it?s already
get along on what they had Just good simple people praying for a steeple About this time when spring was near A man of wreath and his sweetheart dear Made their plans
words I done heard in the last year that wasn't no or get the fuck away from herrre How could somthin so simple as general conversation Mean much more than general
I step up with a subversive subtext, Trying to feed the need for more than just remedial subjects, Place my faith in the belief that the general public
our backs And I said, show me what you look like Without skin Science chases money And money chases its tail And the best minds of my generation
burn there county to the ground. If I were president. Well, I got one for you Sadaam Hussein We?ll resurrect General John Wayne, Put together a very simple plan
to follow For a moment I pictured my self 6 feet deep In the cemetery, my corps in the same white sheets Allah holds the master plan and it's already
He was just a workin' man, Simple rules and simple plans, Fancy words he didn't understand, He loved with his heart, He worked with his hands. Liberals
!) The boogie-monster of rap, yeh, the man's back! With a plan to ambush this bush administration Moosh the senate's facin', push this generation O' kids
energy conductor. I am full of that all I need is an outlet. They're getting closer but now you have a plan. Lead them to the generator where there'
die for that man whose blood is on my hands - So fess up his name - And be bled dry - You can see the new generation of gang signs - Beware the simple
(Anderson/White/Squire) Have you heard before, hit it out, don't look back Rock is the medium of our generation Stand for every right, kick it out, hear