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Naked lovers feel the blood beneath their veins
electric nerves communicate
with tiny explosions through our brains
who is this energy that never left or came?
give rise to passion the only glory
of this human story
I'd give my heart and soul to the one
we spend all of our lives goin' out of our minds
looking back to our birth, forward to our demise
even scientists say, everything is just light
not created, destroyed but eternally bright
masters in everytime lord in everyplace
those who stood up for love down in spite of the hate
in spite of the h
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featuring Smoke from Complexion
(Noreaga)
Word up dun
Aight one time... do it like that one time I'm sayin'
No executes... no executes
Yo I started out in Iraq the wrong route
More [chickens] to doubt more money to count
Yo my Swiss account with more cheese amount
It's still piling and still gettin' calls from the island
Still do the things I do when I was wildin'
Tryin' to go from penny loafers to mink sofas
Spend a week with dime [chickens] as freaks
Body so bangin' I call they [tits] Santy
Ask [chicks] scream loud like Sam beats
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Written by: Das, Pandit, Savale, Tailor, Zaman
Brothers and sisters of the soul unite
We are one indivisible and strong
They may try to break us but they dare not under estimate us
They know our memories are long
A mass of sleeping villages
That's how they're pitching it
At least that's what they try to pretend
But check out our history
So rich and revolutionary
A prophecy that we will rise again
Again and again until the land is ours
Again and again until we have taken the power
Again and again until the land is ours
Again and again until
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Music: Bobby Sheehan
Lyrics: John Popper
I walk right by him and he's freezing his ass off
He could be dead I'm supposed to walk away
I won't remember a thing come the summertime
Handful of quarters make me feel okay
Ah ah who's gonna have to pay
Ah ah who do I love today
I love what's mine cause what's mine is all mine
Gives me a reason to go get more
Don't really care where I go to get it
I ain't too clear about "What's yours is yours"
You take it for granted
I guess that's what it's for
But before you demand it
Take a lo
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