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Intro: killah

Oh yeah. time for us to unite.
All tribes. uh. brothers.
brothers. mexicano.
Know

Chorus: killah

In the ways of the world
It's so us to stray away
Trying to our mind from all the drugs and crime
Material things us blind

priest]
I the souls of the fallen soldiers
for jehovahs, bitten by the king cobras
And boa constrictors which ya
Nothing but hoes in stores
Cops who handcuff us in the four
I try to endure, but when it rains it
the pure and the poor, I'm sure there's war
Bless the child, born naked and
hectic and foul, I used to watch crowds bow
Until I was exiled miles, must of landed reptiles
And the gentles, trying not to lose the
a gin for a while, taking straight shots
Hold my brother the gates, locked
Beat and by the state cops
of our language, walked around nameless
Amongst the strangest, a full of anguish
Taught life is dangerous, devil 'copter at us
is to gain our trust, fuck a nine to five
I squeeze the 95-0, 'em die slow
you know that I know

Chorus:

In the ways of the today
so easy us to stray away
Trying to our mind from all the drugs and crime
Material things us blind

Stop killing your own, hitting your peeps sticks and stones
Off the negative roams, is what the babies home
Teach 'em in the dome, make the brain a stronger bone
Why pull a muscle in tustle
All your is a high kettle, burning 'cause I'm black
My realm is shillack, my floor's got a crack
Millonium, laced a strayed with the plutoneum, land I'm blowing 'em
geranium I aiming at 'em, grenades I'm throwing 'em
Walking through my war field, you to my heal
to a lead vile, when your ill
I see the blood spill, aspirin the pill

Chorus: hell

In the ways of the today
so easy us to stray away
Trying to free our mind from all the and crime
things keep us blind

[hell
This one is for my brothers and sisters, fathers and
Y'all money lovers, killing one
think the life of a millionaire's the way to go
Chasing hoes through tunnels, streets,
Go out and spend they dough on weed, cars,
clothes, something black owns
They pack chrome, where they live at
Still got to go home, the jewels from the macabees
For tracks my honeycomb ways of the world
Got girls on they needs, shorties showing privacy
For a bag of weed, she had a seed
And bit off the greed off the money
Can it be this world of simplicity, runs the city
Plus the slaves around me, like in king's county
lost in king's county

Chorus: killah

In the ways of the today
so easy us to stray away
Trying to free our mind from all the drugs and
Material things keep us