, His plan is orchestrated, their voices screaming out loud, No chance for negotiation, against what they have in store, Its roots are generations, all
my girl, so I can stay in this world And decompose the foes that jumped up under our clothes We living on rows on top of rows and, half our stores is
. This earth belongs to us as to everyone, and it's up to us to stand our ground like the giant mahogany, where our roots draw most strength. The forest
the roots of our past lost in the abyss of time and noone remember who we are and where we go the years passes by and generations changing scince makes
clink of glasses And a polished click of boots Bitter talk of our country With a weakness in its roots It's night time for the generals and the boys
Summer lasted a generation A generation and then the winter wind The bounty harvest that seemed so endless It seemed so endless until it gave what it
and fresh-squeezed juice from oranges Exercising daily to stay healthy And I rarely drink water out the tap, 'cause it's filthy Lentil soup is mental fruit And ginger root
what she has done to man. corridors We fought our way into her dwelling-place, we searched the of this infernal maze, to seek our enemy the one to slay
(We just want) (To have to hold) We just want to have to hold No roots, no tree, no family, no me No roots, no tree, no family, no me Our first, was
work to be specific [9th prince] The general wise out in fatigues, mentally for life I bleed And promised to feed the deceased, was the supreme general
place all to well One man's paradise Is another man's living hell To each their own Generations ago made this place my own The roots are deep and strong
we spit u can't predict our future watch your mouth or I'ma shot ya cause we got tongues spitting bullets like guns with appetite like dons our name
want to get math? Nigga I'm the square root The rockstar I got mean stash You seen case get his thug on I strip my bitch and we get our hug on She what
more mundane, thought rattles round my brain: we live, we die...and yet? In the beginning there was order and destiny but now that path has reached the border, and on our
as enemies In faked tears We cry and cry for others begging please Every living thing Generations gone before this Asked the same questions The enigma remains deep rooted
one were to fight, we'd all live in peace Our generation (let's straighten it out) It's all left up to us (let's straighten it out) Our generation (let
so far so fast laying down foundations Paving the way for the next generation What we deal with millenium training Come jump aboard now there's enough time remaining Been checking the roots
out off positive thoughts, Dance in the deep end certainly tossing in mix, Until we chase our dreams and beat adversity off with a stick, Travel a trail of grass roots