Get with it Get with it Get with it Got beats that are boomin to keep the crowd movin Cause this administration needs some removin Since 9/11 got war
(It's a dirty job- but somebody's gotta do it) Why don't we all strap bombs to our chests and ride our bikes to the next G-7 picnic? It seems easier
Test the water feel the ground Send the tax collectors round Fill the coffers pound by pound A surer way to keep in line The rabble who spend half their
Die for the master We are the keepers of the faith Die for the master We are the chosen ones Oh, oh, oh... oh,oh,oh... Oh, oh, oh... oh,oh,oh...
I feel the rain comin' down on me niggas When the sun gon' shine? My Lord, somebody help us all I think the rain is callin' murder I think the rain is
We conquered all but still we're searching for blood To thirst the quench a thousand years old I want to hear the screams of nation's colliding Soaked
You are greater than the universe More powerful than the sea You are fairer than ten thousand No one compares to thee The Omnipotent Sovereign Stronger
The government totally sucks You motherfucker The government totally sucks Ben franklyn was a rebel indeed He liked to get naked while he smoked on
Our god Is an awesome God he reigns From heaven above With wisdom,power and love Our God Is an awesome God he reigns From heaven above With
why don't we all strap bombs to our chests and ride our bikes to the next g-7 picnic? it seems easier with every clock tick. but whose will would that
I am the lightning, I am the heat I am the reign, reigner, reigner, reign all day I am the reign, I'm gonna reign this way again I am the reign I am
Baby I'm more than a little concerned you see - about the New World Order conspiracies - And the covert spreading of deadly disease - They've got earthquake
about me Don't you worry 'bout me Don't you worry 'bout me I see the states, across this big nation I see the laws made in Washington D.C I think of
They're the ones to declare the war We're the ones die for the cause They pull the trigger on the gun We die they have fun. Die for your governments convenience
Lyrics & Music by: Lynn Ahrens Performed by: Lynn Ahrens Gonna have a three-ring circus someday, People will say it's a fine one, son. Gonna have a three
the rose it's self don't cut only its raging thorns did you forget were you bleeding petals of red so fly high tell me what does blue feel like are stars
(feat. Papa San) Our god Is an awesome God he reigns From heaven above With wisdom,power and love Our God Is an awesome God he reigns From heaven
CHORUS: I got a letter from the government the other day I opened it and read it and burned that man The way that I live don't concern that man We gon