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The Roots
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Singing Man
作词:Tarik L. Collins, Karl B. Jenkins, Khari Mateen, Jamal Miller, Greg Spearman, Ahmir K Thompson
Days are living fast, moves in misery You got a song you wanna sing for me Sing a song, singing man Sing a song, singing man
Sing another song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing a song for me Sing a song for me
Look I'm so twisted, so, so twisted One life to live, and I'm willing to risk it Terror that the world has never known existed Left so many clues, now how could they miss it?
Sadistic, ballistic, find a word and pick it Long as it means the world is on my shit list Walking time bomb, my mind is on tick-tick Countdown's on, it's too late to nix it
I'm so anxious, so, so anxious The ones I hate barely know what my name is Have no clue that I'm armed and dangerous Willing to spill my blood to be famous
Willing to spill my blood to make changes Look for a suicide note to explain this Heinous, inking the ache from my anguish Sounds insane, you're speaking my language
Days are living fast, moves in misery You got a song you wanna sing for me Sing a song, singing man Sing a song, singing man
Sing another song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing a song for me Sing a song for me
One for the pressing, two for the cross Three for the blessing, four for the loss Kid holding a weapon, walk like a corpse In the face of transgression
Military issue Kalashnikov or machete or a pitchfork He killing â€~cause he feel he got nothing to live for In a war taking hits from men like Charles Taylor And never seen the undisclosed foreign arms dealer
13 year old killer, he look 35 He changed his name to Little No Man Survive 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 When he smoke that leaf, shorty believe he can fly He loot and terrorize and shoot between the eyes
Who to blame? It's a shame, the youth were demonized Wishing he could see rearrange the truth, to see the lies And he wouldn't have to raise his barrel to target you His heart can't give you the years of scar tissue
Days are living fast, moves in misery You got a song you wanna sing for me Sing a song, singing man Sing a song, singing man
Sing another song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing a song for me Sing a song for me
Uh, what you're witnessing is true dedication Charged by the call and the cause of the nation Countdown, minutes away from detonation A lifetime of grunt work, this is the culmination
My manner seems patient, inner rage lies So deep I can taste it, let's sacrifice lives Past the first sensation, to paradise I fly Delusions are lighting up the midday sky
The last days of mine spent in extreme secrecy Wolves dressed like sheep occur more frequently Too much faith to be scared, to petrify then flare Those who live fearing death, might as well be dead
Towers of the occupiers, will soon fall Martyr or mass murderer? That's your call Mass transit or a mall, who can watch them all? In the name of the merciful, sing me a song
Days are living fast, moves in misery You got a song you wanna sing for me Sing a song, singing man Sing a song, singing man
Sing another song, singing man Sing another song, singing man Sing a song for me Sing a song for me
Sing a song for me Sing a song for me Sing a song for me Sing a song for me
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