Is this the new national anthem Free just to murder me I know radio prolly ain't gonna play this But chopper going off in the hood man Like Afghanistan or the Gaza strip somewhere man Yeah, we hear it so much we probably numb to it by now After all, it’s

I swore! Before my Gods! An oath! Once sealed in blood It's five years since I left this land Since I left my friends to burn Fice years making bitter plans Preparing my return All this time my hatred's grown The one thing on my mind The hate in me is

(Don't talk to me) Don't talk to me about being alone They come and they come and they come and they come I accepted with a gentle tongue (Talk to me) He's got his work and she comes easy They each come around when the other is gone Me, I think I got

Cry thunder! Sword in his hand Strong in command Titans of justice, fearless we stand Blessed by the union, freedom of man Time after time, as we march side by side, Through the valleys of evil and the torturing souls, Night after night, for the glory we

I am but a farce a satire of stability Insecurity is an uphill struggle it's me versus the world The shore still starves For another Novel of my shipwrecked being tied up dried alive still breathing The sands of time from me are running out My hands

And wild is the wind Wild is the wind You touch me I hear the sound of mandolins You kiss me With your kiss my life begins All things to me Don't you know you're life itself Like a leaf clings to a tree

said about playing this chord He ain't hitting the be flat right I'm a make a hit If it's the last thing I do And I done come home to you And you done put your cold feet on me Get warm your feet, woman Hanging around the studio For three days in a row

You've got to show me love So, baby if you want me Words are so easy to say, but Heartbreaks and promises I've had more than my share I'm tired of giving my love And getting nowhere, nowhere It's been so long since I've touched the wanting hand

I'd be appalled if I saw you ever try to be a saint I wouldn't fall for someone I thought couldn't misbehave But I want you to know that I've had no love like your love You know it is twelve o'clock in Soho, baby It's gin o'clock where I wake up, I don't

You got me doing 101 on the 101 Don't go nowhere baby, don't you run Got me speeding for your love I been waiting for you all day Stuck in traffic, tryna make it to my baby I'm tryna go half on a baby Just wear that sexy shit I like And I will do you