The horsemen are drawing nearer On the leather steeds they ride They have come to take your life On through the dead of night With the four horsemen ride Oh yeah yeah Or choose your fate and die By the last breath of the fourth winds blow Better raise

They never told us that black is beautiful They never told us, black is beauty They never told us, they never told us black is beautiful We love the children of Africa Teaching the children Oh na na na na La da da da Black eye, black hair, black skin

Oh Lord, oh Lord Oh Lord, oh Lord, do You see us down here? Sometimes I look up to the sky When I die, put my ashes in the trash bag I don't care where they go Don't waste your money on my gravestone I'm more concerned about my soul Everybody's gon' die

Bring her back to me, bring her back to me (Ooh, ooh, do wade, ooh, ooh, do wade) They don't know that you're coming back to me One day the train will stop and they will see I know the train will bring you home I hope and pray it won't be long (Ooh, ooh,

Little boys with their porno I'm not over it Every man that you know Would have run at the word go Oh, I know they hurt you so You can cry I won't go You can scream, I won't go Makes me feel like something's wrong with me

Hug me (bring it in) I think they wanna take a picture Would ya loosen up? Would ya Hug me? (bring it in) Oh would ya, would ya Why do you insist on trying to give me away When they were too good and you wanted to shake them, who came? I was your dirty

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh I can't let you pass me by You could be the one that could mess me up You could be the one that'll break me All them other girls said they had enough You could be the one that'll take me I was solo, living YOLO

And it sounds like I hear the devil calling me back home I hear the devil calling me back (I hear the devil calling me back home) I hear the devil calling me back (I hear the devil) She calling, calling, calling Hey yeah, (oh yeah, ooh) No rest for the

I'm walking on sunset And I'll never reach the end Everything is like a friend Well I'm walking on sunset Watching all the people Like the waves along the shore They hang around he whiskey And every open store All the pretty women

These songs of freedom Redemption songs 'Cause all I ever had Old pirates, yes, they rob I Minutes after they took I From the bottomless pit How long shall they kill our prophets While we stand aside and look? Some say it's just a part of it