day the nature of the world today Will.I.Am Stop, Stop Stop Smiling cause the way world moves it's not funny school system condition your child to
you remember me? I sat upon your knee I wrote to you With childhood fantasies Well, I'm all grown-up now And still need help somehow I'm not a child
ashamed They gave the dirty apparently appropriate name I wrote about a revolution and sung from the soul Spoke with my spirit and mind my ambition was blind Answering the call of God like a child
knows to bring this shit to a closure I'm worthy and my associates and I named the South Dirty And I'm even for sale in Braille, the deaf, dumb and blind
is what's right I fight with myself in the ring of doubt and fear The rain ain't gone but I can still see clear As a child, given religion with no answer
, he's got it made Goodbye, child Goodbye, child Mystic child Goin' wild Like a mystic child Goodbye Goodbye Goin' wild, ah Goin' wild Like a mystic child
The world is dyin' the world is cryin' World goes blind while the boy is lying The house is burnin the children mourning their father's death While world
Born into Nixon I was raised in hell A welfare child where the teamsters dwelled The last one born, and the first one to run My town was blind from refinery
me And I never realized But I was blind, I was blind I was blind, I was blind You saw the best for me But I never realized 'Cause I was blind Now I
Go Black Betty Bama Lamb She's From Birmingham Bama Lamb Way Down In Alabam' Bama Lamb Black Betty Had A Child Bama Lamb Damn Thing Gone Blind Bama
these dollars going to add up And I ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck That's why I shine like I does It's pain in my eyes but these East Saints blind
meant that I could count on you To give me everything I never thought to ask you I always thought you knew It was never my intention to question you You never minded calling me a child
't think of getting up for me You don't even need to speak When I've been here for just one day You'll already miss me if I go away So close the blinds
fire [Verse 2:] (Yea) I'm sick, sick hell of a spit game (huck puh) I'm that sh*t man Only sh*t I kno paying child support for your ' cuz your ' ain
your cord You're just a do-boy 'cause your boss is in charge Tryin' to play big money, ain't it sad, ain't it funny You're so blind you can't see that
me run away freight train Mike Vick's redemption, big doggin like a great dane 12 cylinders 50 grams of willing ya These rappers get away with pushing child
Free love Free love Bring love to all my sisters Breathe out Blind house You don't need to know their secrets Believe me Breathe out Blind