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