meet yours from far away Everything else faded away Is it better to leave what could be? Chasing a dream is always better Words just won't do for a time like this Left
to where we've been Now we live in caves and huts And we don't have pay TV And everyone is signing up For the newest industry Standard oil goes solar
day onto them leave you left Deep in the ground, your last tour date in a casket With quadro sounds Who sets the standards? Who sets the lines? Who
onto them leave you left Deep in the ground your last tour date in a casket With quadro sound's Who sets the standards? Who sets the lines? Who you
words were curse words red right, white left johnny rockwell, full scale male model red right, white left stinkin rich, everything including the kitchen sink red right, white left
the diehard fans turn Rip Van in the poppy fields of N.Y.'s orchestrated brick gauntlet Now I'm thinkin who am I Jabberwocky Superfly bent left Pushin
to where we've been Now we live in caves and huts, and we don't have pay tv And everyone is signing up for the newest industry Standard oil goes solar
're one for breathing sacrificial moral standards of two reflections truth and fire something you'll live for so close to perfect it's all you've got, one chance
But now that I've left You went and gave up my seat Don't expect me To share your visions of life But I'll take the my chances Somewhere else The place
me, but now that I've left you went and gave up my seat, don't expect me to share your visions of life, I'll take the my chances somewhere else the place
one for breathing. Sacrificial moral standards of two reflections. Truth and fire, something you'll live for. So close to perfect. It's all you've got, one chance
the diehard fans turn Rip Van In the poppy fields of N.Y.'s orchestrated brick gauntlet Now I'm thinkin who am I Jabberwocky Superfly bent left Pushin
to where we've been Now we live in caves and huts, and we don't have pay TV And everyone is signing up for the newest industry Standard Oil goes solar
me How is safer got me safe, that's why my raps sour My peoples screamin "Black power!" and la razah From the Bronx, police bustin, it's redemption time [J-Live
them leave you left deep in the ground your last tour date in a casket with quadro sound's WHO SETS THE STANDARDS? WHO SETS THE LINES? WHO YOU? OR
(feat. Fre, Grafh, Invincible, Jane Doe, J-Live) "1, 2, 3, 4" [x10] [88 Keys] Yo, this is 88... This is for Amadou Diallo Rest in peace, you still
