Sleep safe and sound tonight 'Cause blind love Is guiding every step I take It's one less I got to make 'Till I find my way home try love Welcome to another hard night You made it through another day Close your eyes love If there's an patron saint of

All love is lost, so carry the cross 'Cause there's no human in us left We are music made for the deaf They play a game that they know they'll never win Sick and tired of the world they're living in The messiah showed up high on heroin The workers all

No racist beliefs, no rest 'til we're free Your silence is a luxury Hip-hop is not a luxury What I got for me, it is for me What we made, we made to set us free Blood in the streets, no justice, no peace There's blood in the streets, no justice, no peace

Once I knew a girl in the hard hard times She made me a shirt out of fives and dimes Now she's gone but when I wear it she crosses my mind And if the best is for the best then the best is unkind I realized that Illinois was more than I could stand They

Feel it in the one drop I know Jah's never let us down Pull your rights from wrong Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no! They made their world so hard (so hard) For we no want no devil philosophy So feel this drumbeat They made their world so hard O-ooh, yea-ah,

I can make it better Girl if it works, it's gon' be forever Our problems and the pain (pain) I can tell just by your face And I know there's no replacing What we had going on for so long But when it hurts We been through the worst Made it through the

We still in chains You put the shame on us Now, now, now shame on us Running, and running and running and running Running, and running and running and running and To sum it up I had enough Light it on fire Man don't act like I made it up

This morning I made the call The one that ends it all Hanging up,I wanted to cry But dammit,this well's gone dry Not for the money,not for the fame Not for the power,just no more games But now I'm safe in the eye of the tornado I can't replace the

Believe in your dreams Believe you and me, don't let go We're living it up I was born uptown of the ghetto dream But have you made it out Out of the ghetto? We're having a good time baby Now ain't life crazy? Daddy made it out

Andrew Auernheimer Pulling on her weave It's that Andrew Auernheimer You have to help me Please help me Man made the web, you don't need a name Man made of faults, I ain't too ashamed Every thought I had, put it in a box Everybody see it just before the