waiting to find the night We stood long just waiting for the picture Looking at people to see what was right Soon came the people from over in the valley
Tradução: América. Personas en el Valle.
waiting to find the night We stood long just waiting for the picture Looking at people to see what was right Soon came the people From over in the valley
the zone every evening walk through the valley of death I'm still breathing Give a bit of life to your ethylene Thief in the night like America seen Coming
of foreigners born with the American dream But then my uncle was a heroin fiend And there were things that he once assumed that he would never achieve His legacy has affected people
every evening walk through the valley of death I'm still breathing Give a bit of life to your ethylene Thief in the night like America seen Coming through
plow it under..... Highways scar the mountainsides, buildings to the sky, people all around Houses stand in endless rows, sea to shining sea, people
much better I will show them, I have my ID so they know I am good people [followed by a rapid flurry of gunshots] [Wyclef Jean] Even though I walk through the valley
the zone every evening walk through the valley of death I'm still breathing Give a bit of life to your ethylene Thief in the night like America seen
sky ripped open, rain coming down with vision of love People of the world as they run into the arms of America Of America, of America, of America
There is no time to discuss or debate What is right, what is wrong for our people Time has run out for all those who wait With bent limbs and minds that
Bullets chase and the soldier run. America and Hussein Saddam Gommorah catch a fire, you gonna get burned Jah got them sitin in the valley of decision. Russia, America
(inspired by the WTC disaster) yes, us people are just poems we're 90% metaphor with a leanness of meaning approaching hyper-distillation and once
gotta gold tooth I met a kid that said that I should date his sister That shit would never happen Republicans are bad kissers But that's tour In America
people the missiles and warheads might not matter. To many people nuclear reality is too huge to contemplate, Yet for all people the reality looms constantly
can that much hurt be justified? Ooh, Frankie's a dealer His nickname is, 'The Healer' He makes a living helping people die Babies making babies People
country Look at yourself as a man The valley rings with ice-cream vans It's good to live in the country Leather soles stick on precinct flagstones Small up town Americas
orders from this new world order Stressin? people of color across the water and the borders People need food, education, employment, damn We done walked these valleys
