, I don't wanna Be a slave to the sons of privilege Don't wanna, I don't wanna Be a slave to the sons of privilege Sweet Lady Liberty You are the lost
And a nigga first love is a drug We all fascinated by thug activity, street life liberty Whole ghetto remedy, toss 'em a slug It's the untameable, nonflammable
We feed the world while our children starve And our soldiers forced to carry empty guns We preach about life and liberty While our mothers kill their unwanted sons
and strain, oh cross th field, looks against other looks, hate, justice and rage, freedom's the dream of a nation [POST:] [Aurienne (William):] Oh sons
my sons looked on with tears in their eyes Up the ladder I did grope and the hangman pulled the rope And the last words I spoke tumblin' down, tumblin' down "Liberty
[Intro] Okay Statik Selektah Freeway Liberty City baby [Verse 1] I'm starving, think I got about six bucks left I'm looking for a victim that I can rip
Well so long, liberty let's forget you Didn't show, not in my time But in our sons' and daughters' time When you get the feeling, call and you got a room
shall stand in faith If any earl or baron dies And owes us relief we will rectify Our binding words to the sons under age: "we'll hold it in trust
your class You never even asked why Oh the golden days Lying awake at night Hearing the ocean spray Nobody counting the lives you've cost No mothers crying for sons
one is raging out my back door When I saw those towers tumble You know I got down on my knees and prayed But when you're living this jungle You see sons
a hellholee where male role models, live in bottles And a nigga first love is a drug We all fascinated by thug activity, street life liberty Whole ghetto
are tied, tied hands set them free My eyes stealed to your pain, call me liberty Yeah, yeah I am but a part of you, your daughters and your sons Embrace
it has begun So humble thyself, and hold thy tongue Knelt at the crossroads, knelt at the leather bound pew Felt the pain of labor, and of sons overdue
Running frantically Tripping over the bodies of their sons Teeth gnashing Swinging machete Spitting blood and mud, and screaming: Land, and liberty!
Be my liberty, be my fact and fantasy Make love while you can Has there been a better plan? Well, I could go on but I just don't know I had to fall a
and pains By our sons in servile chains We will drain oor dearest veins But they shall be free. Lay the proud usurpers low Tyrants fall in every foe Liberty
flags with pride, especially the white part. We sell an addictive 24 hour candle light vigils in TV's Freedom will be defended...at the cost of civil liberties
pride, especially the white part. We sell an addictive 24 hour candle light vigils in TV's Freedom will be defended...at the cost of civil liberties