up your mind Waiting for the day when we will find our way home, once again One day I know I will be set free I am here and I will wait
crime Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait
for any of us Whatever it take for any of y'all niggaz to get up out the hood Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha Got nuttin but love for ya, do
s for the ones that make it happen, for every fucken latin tryna make it with this rapping, Chicano Rap is culture We do it for us, Chicano gangster rap for
too fast I lose control I'll never learn Crash and burn Now I believe there's a way for us There'll come a time, there'll come a day for us Unleash this
the wreck in effect, will be all in checkmate Another style for Praswell to translate For those who can't relate to stay down my - no-man wait No mistake
change or get out Then consider yourself trapped You get in to get out It?s a heaven with a hell of a drought Waiting for silence to take me somewhere Waiting for
up in their eyes innocent innocent girl you do it in a favor for the blood just hoping for common in nothing circulation my fascination of the crimetime crime
ghetto for so long And like animals we kill each other for the hatred of others We must move into the suburbs and punish the rich for their ignorance For
: You've got to stand up, stay strong start movin' in the right direction Don't wait, too long, for people promising divine intervention 19 nine three
crazy kinda crush on you And though I try to forget you it doesn't matter what I do On my mind all the time, it's a crime I can't deny it's true Cause
fight it to the finish but you made me forget, and though it's possible I'm dreaming, don't wake me yet. You know I love you, I can't see the day for
we're trying to be bad All the innocent crime seemed alright at the time Not necessarily mad not necessarily mad We watch every day for the bus And the
so amazing crazy kinda crush on you, and though I try to forget you it doesn't Mater what I do, your on my mind all the time, its a crime I can't deny
s always missing someone Day after day And year after year Though you and I are distant Don't ever think I didn't want you Or miss you every day No matter
may have high hopes You fill your heads with dreams, it ain't no joke You're waiting for that time you're on your own You think that it's a crime that
home) MARY DEE (alone in bedroom) The world you're coming into, Is no easy place to enter. Every day is haunted By the echoes of the past. Funny thoughts
and everything is lookin dismal Went in the bathroom medicine cabinet Pepto-Bismal Need it for my stomach cause my tummy kinda aches like a junkie on withdrawal, fresh up off the plate Wait
