spread the message for everyone to hear. So come with us and let's all join hands. To make hatred, prejudice, and drugs all from the past
day, yeah Yeah, for the Power Company You know that he can still recall when the company was God, Man was a slave Throughout a war-torn strife, My daddy
is special For I AM a bard but not the last one I'm my own king and this is my castle Dwell in realms of now but vidi those of the past Seen a glimpse from
we'll get through there will be me, there will be you there will be a way unresolved repercussions from your life fortified with the vitriol of strife
re rooting and recruiting Nigga 6-8 whooping I was in the hood shooting cause I had the wife whooping I come from padres gold in oversized jars I past up strife
your promise, you reap all of the deaths The war they finished for you left them all with nothing, all for nothing Your slaves, all dead Washing away all
here. When am I gonna get outta here? And when will I cash in my lottery ticket, and bury my past with my burdens and strife? I want to shake every limb
know we'll get through There will be me, there will be you There will be a way Unresolved repercussions from your life Fortified with the vitriol of strife
heart Unbound celestial assassins Out from the umbra they depart Conjunction standstill reigns supreme Time is non-existent No past to justify the future
place or date If there's tear in my eyes you come to dry my face Now thats deep, y'all turned from my fans to my friends After the past, I didn't think
't interput me during me mantra Hunts for party chicks in Shreelanca Past them hookers with fat ass like Ashton Kutcher we punk'd ya Dash to liquor sto past
you're rooting and recruiting nigga 6-8 whooping I was in the hood shooting 'cause I had the wife whooping I come from padres gold in oversized jars I past up strife
a life, it's just an observation, So take a ride we're stopping all stations. Verse 3 a?? Pressure He knows nothing but toil, strife and hard yakka,
Past experience Living life in the past tense Looking back to the past Looking at what I?ve become Everything I?ve been through Every Hell I?ve been to
of life and what we're living for without capacity to solve the riddle we wonder 'til we are no more Outstanding the sins of the past leaving them all
the hard times Sat across from a man reading El Diario Riding the train down from the El Barrio Went from the station to Orange Julius I bought a hot dog. From
, truth, and your beliefs/ Hold on to the past, time slips by so fast/ Faithful sugar get time, got time/ We get together/ We must overcome this strife you and I/ All
