, you police or a thug on the streets Whether, you look for beef or you livin in peace Whether, you back down or you stand strong bold Yo we never know
of y'all I don't trust religion I don't trust the police or the justice system Peace to erez the hustler locked up in prison See you when you get home
[Talib Kweli] Yo Dee (What?) Come on (Yeah..) What? What? Come on (Yeah) "Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man Louis I agreed, know what
] Yo dee (what? ) Come on (yeah..) What? what? come on (yeah) "give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man louis I agreed, know what he
Who's your God? Who do you have inside? Try to show What you've been Tryin' to hide Got no one They're tearin' you apart Sell your soul Don't ever lose
a bad seed Dem fell amongst the stone and the thorn and get squeeze So nya man go rout out the bad weed [Incomprehensible] now dem see rasta nah bow
never lie to you You say you want to get even? Yeah, you want to get Your bad man good? Well, are you in the mood? You bad girl! Does it feel good
I criticize it You say you'll fight to the death To save your useless flag If you want a banana republic that bad Then why don't you go move to one
We can't all do what we want to do Always settle for what you're told to expect Do not take chances you might fail And you don't want to find out the
Hey, I'll help you find it I do believe that we are practicing the same religion Oh, you really oughta get up now That's right, that's right You really
get um-blunt style like the heart of homosexuals. not for sex when you cross the intersection you're damaged get bruised knuckles and what you look for bad
is games like my religion You could be rolling with a thug Instead you with this sweet scrub Looking for some love In every club, I see you standing like you want
"// Why do you want to make me suffer?/ Why do you want to make me cry?/ I have done nothing bad to you,/ and you, you don't, you don't even know me//
to be followed "Facing this unbearable fear like meeting an old friend" "Time to die, poor mates, You made me what I am!" "In this world of a million religions
religion She became to me And the other person I could have been So, for now, I'll say so long I gotta go do wrong I gotta go do wrong I felt the luxury
song of some sweet lady singing in his ear. Your God has gone, and from now on, you'll have to learn to hate The things you fear. We want to know, are
wonderin Want to go on in the island I'm in a situation may not know what to say Its all like nos and then my top old religion And i kill and im
, you can get it if you want it Won't say I'm the best, but I'm not that far from it You know my style (you like to play low) (you probably be going &