Lirama

War between races war between lies.
War between something that was deep inside
You were wrong all along I was right you lied u. to the n.
To the ity.

Straight down too late can it kick the feelin' lookin' from the bottom
I can't see the ceiling.
Shots rang out in the oakland winter.
Can't stand alone you can't stand together.
No matter what they do they'll try to divide you.
Fear you up.
What's inside you way down down down the scale hook the anchor to the gates of hell.
Once you realize that it was so simple.
What you're given you can't take with you.
I asked somebody if they had the same vision.
he said yeah I had the same vision.