I?m falling in and out again I?m falling in and out again
are, One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, Young nation, no revolution and no cause, One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, Young nation just
collision With the power to get you dead and half the dead risen I remember when my development was arrested I was doin time on my mind misguided and misdirected I was sick, so
world keeps movin' And you're standin' far behind People keep sayin' Things 'll get better Just to ease your state of mind So you lay back And you smoke that smoke And
and names changed To protect the innocent by-stander Lies, slander and the master-planner Destroy the black male Crack jail and semi-automatic For static if the crack fails So
you don't love me. In your state of mind, I don't need to hear your side of the story. Your friends all said we had a future And I don't think I really
a word. I already heard that you don't love me. In your state of mind, I don't need to hear your side of the story. Your friends all said we had a future And
cold Things in my head and stories to be told On and on, you try those wings But they never ever managed to take you far On and on, you try those wings Stop and
the worldwide list Ireland, Chile and the African states Poetry, politics and how they relate Motherhood, music and Moog synthesizers Political prisoners and Commie sympathizers Hetero, homo and
fallen there's many stories to tell) I can feel it, won't embrace it, it's overwhelming how far you take it (Stuck in a state of questioning) And don
world keeps movin' And you're standin' far behind People keep sayin' Things'll get better (Just to ease your state of mind) (So you lean back, and you smoke that smoke) (And
and steal the real skill, the shit is ill Then I conduct and switch to mega And I can choose to include the views, to set my move And like the beat will
and devils taking pleasure want to measure how high. Your body reveals you. your mind cant catch it. The nation of a God goes far beyond brackets. come
state Correctional of facility That's what they call this place But look around and you will see The politics of race A forest and a prison Where the snow and
we need is never all that far to find Tell me baby what's your story, where do you come from And where you wanna go this time? You're so lovely are
With the power to get you dead and half the dead risen I remember when my development was arrested I was doin' time on my mind misguided and misdirected I was sick, so
life was lost You was cold and your body swung back and forth But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song Of how you lived so fast and died so young [
To the hated most, Puerto Rican, "Rae' and Ghost" Wop and Tone never leavin' the hoes alone And all the hoes never leavin' US alone And Wop and Tone