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[Verse 1: C-Rayz I see dead buffalos, on the of the horizon Electromagnetic energy fields like M. Through the air flyin, like black crows in a Before the people of the start dyin Nature's siren, even the rivers act right The full was a flashlight, in my past life When traveling the path at night Unraveling the blasting site Chickens come home to roost and dead buzzards next to the head of cousins, sisters and brothers Fathers and mothers, daughters and Only the vultures profit, I could see the blood run The slaughter of loved ones, hated for bein Elders were slain, with their talismans Killed the body, the spirit started physically, but the souls were ever livin
Thank you! For takin my land and Thank you! For my women, puttin me in a noose Thank you! For killin my Givin me disease, blamin me - thank you!
Thank you! For takin my and food Thank you! For rapin my women, puttin me in a Thank you! For my seed Givin me disease, and then me - thank you!
2: C-Rayz Walz] I took my shahada (one) and in the drama God against the devils, versus Lama We fought felons, clashed Magellan Baby heads were crushed and bust like melons Wishin these demons would be or banished In my I woke up in Jamaica speakin Spanish The the earth cried when the good ship arrived on the shores transformed to Crimson Tide I built with Crazy Horse, made a black sun The smoke was beat on by drum back stack The beetles were baffled, by the of bondage Showin love like Pocahontas savin Smith by the truth of the past, since the body splash Used the as a skeleton raft Unafraid, I went to a cave to And to my celestial mind and elevate
Thank you! For takin my land and you! For rapin my women, puttin me in a noose Thank you! For my seed Givin me disease, blamin me - thank you!
Thank you! For my land and food Thank you! For my women, puttin me in a noose Thank you! For my seed Givin me disease, and then me - thank you!
3: C-Rayz Walz] The land was raped, scorn, torn and Later on you would portraits of these killers (cheese!) Even made holidays for unholy act (Happy Thanksgiving) I'm the voice of the dead! You can't me back (no!) buffalos, similar to us now In the name of gain on these plains we get down up, HOW, you think there be reparations? We been down, so make preparations (now) water holdin breath I dodge piranha fish With fright, wishin to die was tomorrow's I the mountain weep, skulls smash against clif with sticks We clash the madmen, from the good ship We did nothing but show love to a We were repaid with murder, and anger died, the lions would hide, the bears cried Savagely speakin the of the tribe This was actually the worst dream The death of nature, I the earth scream Dead - empty rivers and streams Dead buffalos - too many killers and
Thank you! For takin my land and you! For rapin my women, puttin me in a noose Thank you! For my seed Givin me disease, then me - thank you!
Thank you! For my land and food Thank you! For rapin my women, puttin me in a Thank you! For my seed Givin me disease, and then blamin me - you!