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Passion In Ourselves We Trust

we speak our mind, we all get fined? Whatever happened to practice what you preach? We were once told that we could overthrow the government, and now we

' up in Brooklyn, shit I thought that everybody talked this way Raised on Rakim and Run-DMC So I thought that everybody 'Walked This Way' We fresh, we chill, we def, we

Man I'm outta here (Peace ya'll) Pack up fools, time to bust Searching for a new sack of mother Earth we trust (Uh-huh) Get high, stay high, live

change their toys Trade the innocence, passion for purity Cast away those silly games Leaving only stale remain Then we fool ourselves Call it maturity When we fool ourselves

t wait to see the game, you know. It's doing your passion and fulfilling your passion. You know. That's how we're thankful. That's how we say we appreciate

't lie Nobody's wrong, nobody's right But I just can't trust him tonight How do you forget a stranger That plagues your days? We arm ourselves When there

reappears In your sky at night rising and immense Yes you see ourselves in the shine of it And so passing under the dome of the great sky Beware we are

they saw some Injuns, why they would kill them too. West or bust, in God we trust, "Let's rape, let's kill, let's steal" We can almost justify, anything we

We come together on the subway cars Diversity unified, whoever you are Uh, we doing fine on the One and Nine line On the L we're doing swell On the number