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ummnn nothing to write
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Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero Give crack to the kids who the hell cares one less ugly mouth on the welfare First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other It's time to fight back that's what Huey said 2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other We gotta start makin' changes learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers and that's how it's supposed to be How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we played as kids but things changed, and that's the way it is
[br> Come on come on That's just the way it is Things'll never be the same That's just the way it is aww yeah
I see no changes all I see is racist faces misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We under I wonder what it takes to make this one better place, let's erase the wasted Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right 'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight and only time we chill is when we kill each other it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other And although it seems heaven sent We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks But some things will never change try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game Now tell me what's a mother to do bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you You gotta operate the easy way "I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid," Well hey, well that's the way it is
We gotta make a change... It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes. Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live and let's change the way we treat each other. You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do what we gotta do, to survive. And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp slap you up You gotta learn to hold ya own they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone But tell the cops they can't touch this I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool my mama didn't raise no fool And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped & I never get to lay back 'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs some buck that I roughed up way back comin' back after all these years rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh
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another favorite song by KoRn
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Freak on a Leash Something takes a part of me, something lost and never seen Every time I start to believe, somethings raped and taken from me, from me Lifes gotta be always messing with me (you wanna see the light), cant it chill and let me be free (so do I) Cant I take away all this pain(you wanna see the light), I try to every night all in vein, in vein Sometimes I cannot take this place, sometimes its my life I can taste Sometimes I cannot feel my face, youll never see me fall from grace Something takes a part of me, you and I were meant to be, a cheap fuck for me to lay Something takes a part of me Feeling like a freak on a leash, feeling like I have no release How many times I have felt disease, nothing in my life is free Sometimes I cannot take this place, sometimes its my life I can taste Sometimes I cannot feel my face, youll never see me fall from grace Something takes a part of me, you and I were meant to be, a cheap fuck for me to lay Something takes a part of me Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema, Boom na da mmmm na ema. GO.. So fight something da nna ema. Fight something they fight So fight something da nna ema. Fight something they fight So fight something da nna ema. Fight something they fight No something's they fight. Fight something thing da na ema. Fight something's they fight Something takes a part of me, you and I were meant to be, a cheap $%^%for me to lay Something takes a part of me, part of me
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one more favorite song by orgy
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since i dont have any thing to write i'll put another song in. how does it feel to treat me like you do? when you've laid your hands upon me and told me who you are I thought I was mistaken I thought I heard your words tell me, how do I feel tell me now, how do I feel
those who came before me lived through their vocations from the past until completion they'll turn away no more and I still find it so hard to say what I need to say but I'm quite sure that you'll tell me just how I should feel today I see a ship in the harbor I can and shall obey but if it wasn't for your misfortune I'd be a heavenly person today and I thought I was mistaken and I thought I heard you speak tell me how do I feel tell me now, how should I feel now I stand here waiting... I thought I told you to leave me while I walked down to the beach tell me how does it feel when your heart grows cold well i got one more song Why Don't You Get a Job My friend's got a girlfriend Man he hates that bitch He tells me every day He says "man I really gotta lose my chick In the worst kind of way" She sits on her ass He works his hands to the bone To give her money every payday But she wants more dinero just to stay at home Well my friend You gotta say I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way Why don't you get a job Say no way, say no way, no way Why don't you get a job I guess all his money, well it isn't enough To keep her bill collectors at bay I guess all his money, well it isn't enough Cause that girl's got expensive taste I won't pay, I won't pay ya, no way Why don't you get a job Say no way, say no way, no way Why don't you get a job Well I guess it ain't easy doing nothing at all But hey man free rides just don't come along every day Let me tell you about my other friend now My friend's got a boyfriend, man she hates that dick She tells me every day He wants more dinero just to stay at home Well my friend You gotta say
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Mplayer go down load it so we can chat
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