I can see the sea Freedom fighters, new horizons Freedom fighters, new horizons Freedom fighters, new horizons Free, now I can see the sea No I don't want to leave Now I can see the sea
Tiny boat on an angry sea Sails torn and tattered How could Jesus be fast asleep Like it doesn't matter? Soon as He opens His eyes The storm just dies
shouting ?run to the hills.? All that came next, I was too sad to describe it, the mothers were crying as their children went to war with the angry water
From Cali the quake state, shit is real in L.A. These days, a fine line between performer and fan On air, sea, or land, Dilated expand Rapid candid, move
I cried and begged for mercy kneeling there upon the ground A pardon I was granted, my sinful soul set free No more to fear the angry waves upon life's stormy sea
across the sea Always, your mother will watch over you As you avenge this wicked deed" And then, that fateful night We had you in our sight After twenty months at sea
on to me. I practiced with my brothers then we took it to the block. I went to school and found the bully, cleaned his fucking clock. My mother got so angry
backwards, swaying side to side Fearing the very worst They called his mother to the sight Upon the ledge beside him His mother made a last request
Haiti, mon pays, wounded mother I?ll never see. Ma famille set me free. Throw my ashes into the sea. Mes cousins jamais nes hantent les nuits de Duvalier
: Haiti, mon pays, wounded mother I?ll never see. Ma famille set me free. Throw my ashes into the sea. Mes cousins jamais nes hantent les nuits de Duvalier
the prediction, radiation from the sun. Filth pours from what once was beauty Now darkened angry skies Rivers rage and burst their banks, nothing will survive. New sea
sail across the sea Always, your mother will watch over you As you avenge this wicked deed" And then, that fateful night We had you in our sight After twenty months at sea