seems so long ago, Nancy was alone, looking ate the Late Late show through a semi-precious stone. In the House of Honesty her father was on trial
make it, President got him in the White house naked, looked at the clock and it said right now, get a pound break it down, blow it like trial, Panetela
make it, President got him in the White House naked, Looked at the clock and it said right now, Get a pound break it down, blow it like trial, Palette
sun still shines and the storms feel free to roam I listen if only for a while But I can't decide if I'm aware that I'm on trial [Pre Chorus] [2nd
tell of trial and error, the reign of terror will soon be turning Cages of fear that the future holds nothing but our dismal past with a vengeance Flames of the free
we will kill these boys Let's destroy All who cross the path A hypnotize blood bath Try to reach and grab You will feel the aftermath I'm the trial,
free - but without me, land of the free Land of the free - but without me, land of the free Land of the free - but without me, land of the free Land of the free
through the night The sheriff said "He's gotta stand trial" Armed robbery is the charge Amanda said "This cannot be" Gonna stay right here until you set him free
DC Way past the days of bombin' mc's Sound off Mumia guan be free Who gottem yo check the federal file All you pen devils know the trial was vile
A fire in tha master's house is set Check tha high tech terror Of tha new order athletes Peering into tha eyes of tha child already on trial These
! Way past the days of bombin' MCs' Sound OFF, Mumia guan be free! Who got 'em? Yo, check the federal file All you pen devils know the trial was vile
something broke inside But now we float Take life as it comes We float Take life as it comes So will we die of shock Die without a trial Die on Good
Inside your senses awake Cold harsh first light Face the trial failed in life Hold on, first light Face the trial, fade then die Free from regret Redefine
' to feel me out Hollerin' 'bout how they gon' hit on me now Niggas is real wild bangin' before trial new kicks new trial I don't give a fuck I'm playin
Whitney Houston If ya rollin wit Nelly, Whitney get ya hands up and if ya like the simple things get ya hands up I aint bout no trial tribulation and
: Bury my soul Where the dust meets the sea Turn it loose in a lonely place Where man can still be free Make up my clothes and sheets In a ball, put
the air so the pacifists know That I ain't scared to start a revolution Another fixed election, another injustice, I'ma execute 'em Land of the free,