January 2009
They don't know what we been through They don't know 'bout me and you So I got something new to seeAnd you just gon' keep hatin' meAnd we just gon' be enemies
The wise man said just raise your hand And reach out for the spell Find the door to the promised land Just believe in yourself Hear this voice from deep inside It's the call of your heart Close you're
Razors pain you; Rivers are damp; Acids stain you; And drugs cause cramp; Guns aren't lawful; Nooses give; Gas smells awful; You might as well live.