We all so scared cause its, its war everywhere, you know War everywhere
(Chorus) How many friends will we see die? (Why we so scared cause it's war everywhere) How many friends will we see cry? (It's war everywhere) How many friends will we see try? (Why we so scared cause it's war everywhere) How many friends will we see die? (It's war everywhere)
All we need is a little love, and someone standing for the little cubs And I see brutality all over niggas killin' niggas The ghetto got them being born to be killas Flooded with drugs and tryin to get us, so get up But don't give up, ya'll gotta sit up If you last before they kill us And the guerillas, try come kill us Pillage the village and we'll be winna I love it when niggas the way we took it to another level So many rebels doing the best shit forever remembered And in the killing fields, everybody's locked up And good niggas getting shot up da dadan dada Mind if I say something for mine Cause it's about time, to get serious A mysterious time, blind melons It ain't no telling, if the willing Will stop chillin', then help the children Turning them out, then burning them out Like morphine, waters getting shallow It's over and over the gallow A president in the drop, it's on now though The end of life, for now so I think it's the ozone, bad to the bone bone Mother Nature be long gone And don't nobody wanna do nothing but speculate And all they worried about their own Wrote a song for the future Millenium, I'm in, I'm hopeing it don't last untill we all past Living in the stars, looking through grass Aboard the enterprise, recognize this, in the course of a da-da-da-da-da-da-day And thats the way we sing, thats the way we play that's the way they . . now and
Still got bombs from the cold war, radioactive And the critics, they wont take action They want us to repo this to your satisfaction But while they build more, computers keep crashing What about felling, pestilence dammit How do we manage to keep standing Living in a legacy of bitterness With the epitimy of vigorous trips on the ships we were crammed in, slammed in Other man and them, why don't we demanding our damn money If we can't get forty acres and a mule, let a nigga get a range rover Shit you got time you, I'm still waiting on a canoe, but it will never come I don't even know where I come from or where I'm gonna go to I'm headed to the mother land, but will I be accepted by the brotha man? Awww me so confused, with nothing to gain and everything to lose, choose The righteous and the high, look in the eyes and realize the lies Family ties, but not even for the have-nots Who the enemy? It ain't me. It ain't even the police Unless they trippin', and use that authority and start flippin', flippin' Leaving dead bodies, and with them bitchin' hotties That poppin' the collar, my god I'm horny, ride shotty And tellin' the kids that ain't the way to live properly Get yo monopoly and get your own property And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play and that's the way they . . . now and
Ooooh and the daddies and momma forgivin' so we can live with us And all the runaways get off the bus Kids, put the guns down, come down If the rest build a bridge with us, it gotta get better than this It's head of the risk, shoulda been poor, and I been rich Lost so many friends to the war shit, caution When I get to walkin', and it's mobbin', nigga in a crypt Life is a fight to the street life, tonight I might go meet the reaper, and I will give him a hug And tell him "Thug luv won and I'm so glad to meet ya" And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we play and that's the way they . . . now and
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